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| Walking on Waikuku Beach with the tide coming up, 22 June 2014 | 
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| Barnacles galore on driftwood on Waikuku Beach | 
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| Seals near Kaikoura, where we went for the w/e with Anne and Andy, 5 June 2014 | 
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| Sun setting with snow on the mountains at Kaikoura | 
| What an outfit! Better not let Katy see this photo. Setting out to walk the Rangitata Gorge, 10 August | 
| Walking steeply up at the start you soon find yourself way up high above the river | 
| Mike looking pretty cool too | 
| Mike's getting hungry must be time for lunch . . . | 
| . . . so we walked down to river level and found a picnic spot next to the river | 
| On the way back we saw people carrying kayaks obviously planning to travel back through the rapids | 
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| Weka Pass is a deep gouge in the limestone rock, creating masses of gorgeous rounded rock shapes | 
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| Resting on top of a huge limestone rock | 
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| Beautiful pussy willows just opening. The tree was alive with bees buzzing | 
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| We were mostly walking along a wooded ridge, often a scramble. Worth it for the views though, and plenty of birdlife around | 
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| We got to the top and hit the road where the 3 hour track to Mt Isobel was marked. Looks like we could have driven after all. | 
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| 31 August. We travelled SW of Christchurch down through Darfield, and set off on the Dry Acheron Track near the Rakaia Gorge. Fabulous snow covered peaks on the southern Alps. | 
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| The track went down to a small river which must in the distant past have been much larger and more powerful as it had cut a channel deep into the plain | 
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| There was no path as such, though it was roughly marked with poles, so we just followed the stream crossing and re-crossing wherever necessary. | 
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| The rocks were quite slippery as the stream was infected with the dreaded didymo. Mike had to help me over in quite a few places, but we both managed to keep our feet dry | 
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| Coming back up the side of the gorge and back onto the plains. Looking across the sheep fields to the mountains | 


















