Let me say this much. I thoroughly enjoyed my visit to Kinloch. We stay in the village, if you can call it that for 2 nights. The very first morning misty display that complimented the remaining autumn colour just perfectly. The water on the lakes end was glassy smooth. It was almost difficult to photograph as the scene was spellbinding. Wandering the foreshore we discovered many little treasures and before we knew we had meandered a few kilometres from our motorhome. Walking back, we met a local personality. He gave us some inside knowledge on a vantage point out of town. We would later travel there in the afternoon and spend a few hours roaming the area.
Totally beat, we rested extremely well. The following morning was in such contrast to the first. No fog or mist only the hum of the local jet boat safari. Somehow I was a little disappointed, as this noise grated against the the peace and quiet. I understand that without tourism this area may be significantly different. For the better, maybe, maybe not.
The second day presented overcast still conditions. We decided to visit a few places we had noted between Glenorchy and Kinloch. They kept us busy for a few hours before we visited the outskirts of Mt Aspiring National Park. If the number of sandflies were proportional to the level of photo opportunities then this place rocked! Traveling to NZ in May, I hadn't counted on these little buggers ... sorry biters ;) They are vicious and have left the signature red bite marks on me more than few times. Not to be discouraged, I regularly lathered myself in Rid insect repentant. Sometimes it did, sometimes it didn't. A gun and run MO was employed. Seeing this location through to sunset my best image was caught on the return walk to our motorhome.
A certain sense of irony crossed my mind. I spent at least 2 hours battling the insects attempting to capture the magnificent scenery only to achieve my goal on my retreat. My spirit buoyant and bitten, yet happy.
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