A waterfall and headlands day today. We're going though an area full of forests, rivers and waterfalls called the Catlins. It appears to be named after a whaling Captain, Edward Cattlin, but over time it seems to have lost a 't'.
Looking down the coast from Nugget Point.
This is the last time we'll believe the AirBnB description. "Airy with Sea Views..."
I've seen warning signs for all sorts of wildlife, but this is a first for me.
Above the McLean Falls. (Stairs down were dodgy)
Purakaunui Falls.
New Zealand is renowned for its sheep (80 million-ish). These have to be the southern-most sheep in the country at more than 46° South. Good thing they've got wooly coats!
Your intrepid traveller at the absolute bottom of the South Island. Blowing 30kts, 4°C, Windchill: ???
Sue was wise enough to stay in the car.
Did I say it was windy here?
The next day, we had a short trip down to Bluff, the southernmost town on the South Island. It was a very early settlement, having been settled by Europeans in about 1823 as a source of flax and a whaling port. These days it's a busy port and produces aluminium imported as alumina from Australia. It also has a number of large murals on heritage buildings (see below).
<Left> Looks like something straight out of Monty Python.
The view from the bluff above Bluff.
Maori tradition is that it's so windy here, this chain keeps Stewart Island attached to South Island. ;-)
Hercule Poirot meets Jackson Pollock? In our hotel foyer.