Emily and I have spent the last month and a half living and working in a town called Cromwell, which is 40 min outside of Queenstown, which is considered the adventure capital of NZ. We had very limited internet access, this being why it has taken us until now to post some new blogs. The following pictures are of our time spent in Cromwell and Queenstown. Hope you enjoy. The video above is of Emily's bungy jump in Queenstown.
After our time spent in Cromwell working, Emily and I traveled to Milford sound and then headed south to Invercargill, the Caitlins and then up the east coast towards Dunedin and then across to the Westcoast and up towards Greymouth. We are now back where we started at John's cousins Robin's place just outside Christchurch. We will post all of our southern road trip in the next few days as we now have available internet. Talk again soon, John and Emily
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| We were fortunate enough to be able to go for a 3hr helicopter flight around Queenstown, thanks to Helitours company. |
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| "ground control to major tom" |
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| Flying over the mountains around Queenstown |
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| Ariel view of Queenstown |
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| Emily downtown queenstown, on the water front |
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| John and Paul looking at the historic steam ship on the lake |
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| The local Lake Hayes A&P show |
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| John entered the lawn mower race and was lent a ride on by one of the mower representatives. |
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| Unfortunately John was out powered by altered race mowers and came 2nd last. |
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| Emily and Jasper the horse, who we later watched jump |
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| AJ Hackett bungy, the first commercial bungy jump in the world |
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| Long way down (46m down to be exact) |
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| Emily was the brave one on this day as john opted out |
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| Emily sending her last regards before she takes a leap of faith |
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| The Kawarau river that runs beneath the bungy |
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| Emily being pulled to safety after her plunge into the river |
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| Cromwell, Cherry capital of NZ. Emily and I worked for 4 weeks here picking cherries, and then did a short stint on a vineyard. |
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| Some of our fellow cherry pickers |
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| A little Canadian flare in our car |
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| A standard night at our accommodation, people from all over the world. No one knew much what the other was saying because of the language barrier but we always seemed to have a good time. |
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| John with the Czechs |
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| Emily taking on Lucas in an arm wrestle |
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| Emily needed some help from Anna to take down Lucas |
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| The cherry bucket. We were payed between $6-7 dollars to fill one of these buckets at the orchard. On a good day you could usually pick between 25-35 buckets, netting you a cool $200 plus dollars per day. Not bad for picking fruit. |
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| What we saw when we closed our eyes at night, CHERRIES haha |
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| We were payed a $1 kilo to pick these cherries and then Jones orchard would export them to Japan for $50 a kilo |
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| Snapshot of the pickers, Emily and I were busy picking when this picture was taken so do not bother trying to find us. The majority of the pickers were from Argentina and or the Czech republic. We were the only Canadians there. |
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| The bridge that we jumped off on our way out of Cromwell. We had been building up the courage to do this for a few weeks, as the bridge was quite high (10m roughly) |
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| John and his friend Ian about to jump |
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| Emily ready to go |
It took all of us a few countdowns before we actually jumped.
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| John in mid free fall, you had time to look down and see the water coming towards you, it was quite a rush |
