Kiwis love their country. When you love someone, you adorn her, you enjoy her, and you protect her. This is what Kiwis do to New Zealand. They protect her from polluters.
Zain at the set of Hobbiton
And this could be the reason the makers of Lords of the Ring chose New Zealand.
Amazing Tongariro National Park
Tongariro National Park is not only superb but well looked after.
Wellington Waterfront walk
When we reached Wellington, the first action we desired was to google “windiest city in the world.” To our astonishment, we were right in that city.
Bigger than life display at Te Papa
As usual we ended up in the museum of the city. Te Papa is unique, cute, and unbiased.
This tract in Arthur’ Pass starts from sub alpine meadows and ends up in alpine tundra.
The allure of Arthur’s Pass National Park is not only in its style but in its dissociation from commercial activities.
Lake Tekapo
I didn’t know New Zealand was full of lakes, like Canada.
Simply rural New Zealand
Rural areas of New Zealand are as beautiful as a national park.
Time to relax and reflect
Tracking was tiring. We had to rejuvenate frequently.
We were privileged to see Mount Cook
Tasman glacier
We found Mount Cook National Park up to its reputation.
We used public toilets with thanks
Interestingly, each community in New Zealand maintains clean public toilets.
This spectacular meadow is in Fjordland National Park
New Zealanders have protected the land with passion and not with compulsion. While others have used mind for rigorous calculations of benefits, New Zealanders have used heart to spare the land as gift.
Albatross
Blue Shark visible from our boat
New Zealand wood pigeon
Kea or kaka
Stewart Island Shag
Feral Peacock
Kea talks to Zohaib
Wildlife spotting needs patience
We came across a variety of wildlife. Kea, Kaka, New Zealand wood pigeon, blue penguin, blue shark, New Zealand fur seal, you name any.
Milford Sound
Harbor of Oban
But the guest of honour was Kiwi. A laborious search of four and half hours on the cramped tails of Rakiura National Park in the darkness of cold night under pouring rain yielded results in the long last. We were almost disappointed as it was our last night in New Zealand. Mindful that Kiwi is sensitive to light, vibration, and sound, we remained tip-toed, not even whispering and communicating by gestures, shining a glow of light only on our feet to see the pathway. A few minutes past midnight, he popped up from the bush suddenly, paraded in front of us on his two legs elegantly, knocking the land with his long beak, completely ignorant of our presence, and sneaked into the opposite bush swiftly. Bravo! Our group expressed joy only with gestures.
This is what we could catch of kiwi in that cold dark and wet night
Preperation of returning back
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