When it rains over here it really rains. A light shower can last 3 hours while a bit of a wet day means no sunlight whatsoever and 8 straight hours of the heavy stuff. It's only when the lord almighty empties his great watercannon in the sky drenching everything in sight for a day and a half that the locals will admit the weather's not looking too clever.
So it was with heavy hearts this morning when we heard the forcast was for sustained downpours and severe gails over higher ground.
This put a soggy stop to any more glacier visits and prompted us to keep driving north until we came to somewhere that didn't require flippers and underwater breathing apparatus.
It was a long day.
We ended up on a corking little campsite on Carters beach near the town of Westport, which is as far north as it's possible to drive without falling off a cliff.
A pretty grim day then, brightened only when we stopped off for a break at Punakaiki to visit the dramatic Pancake rocks.
Well, what a con. We were devastated to discover the cliffs here aren't made from eggs, flour and water at all, but stratified limestone, which is a bit tough on the old gnashers. We begrudgingly admit though, that they do make quite a spectacle, especially when receiving such a pounding from the heavy seas.
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