|Standard NZ summer weather resumed|
|Yes we did get wet feet!|
We walked home and drove into Fox Township to book our hike for the next day. Fox isn't a big town, and judging by the two tourist info centres we went into, it doesn't have a school as the level of comprehension was so low it made Ozzy Osbourne look like Einstein. So we carried on to Franz Joseph - just 22km down the road. I say down the road, it was more like up over the top of the mountain and back down the other side.
The next day we woke up to a terrible re-occurance of weather-tourrettes. The curtains were opened and the sky observed. What followed was a tirade of language that would make Gordon Ramsey blush.
So as our trip was postponed due to early cloud and rain, we decided to make the journey back to Fox and beyond to Lake Matheson - 'the finest view in the west'.
It was amazing - even in the cloud!
As we could see the top of the mountains again, we were optimistic that our trip would be back on in the afternoon.
|Fox Glacier in all of her glory|
Wrong. All trips cancelled all day.
So our hiking gear came out and we headed to Franz Joseph! An hour and a bit of hiking through flatish terrain (with bridges over streams this time)
|A guided group on Franz (middle)|
|Not the most comfortable seat we've ever had!|
After walking to the terminal, we decided to walk the other route around the park as we had time on our side. We were rewarded with a lovely pond with the tiniest little strip of blue sky and a pleasant forest walk to the river.
|Spot the blue!|
|Wait for me!|
|Lierally went nowhere!|