To Every Beginning There is an End

South Island Concluded: the last leg & art shots

We stopped for lunch at a river.

Back on the north island, we whizzed by Tongariro National Park and arrived home before dark.

Art Shots--you know you like them

I spotted this jug o' kill laying around at the Kaikoura garbage dump.

I saw this bridge and tree in Christchurch and had to get a photo.

Rebar was laying around at the Reefton mine.

John read under the watchful eyes of a 20+ pointer at the Red Deer Lodge in Nelson Lakes.

Compared to the sky, we felt small at Kahurangi.

I may be the only person who likes this picture, but I do.