Electing to drive the first leg of the journey and not wishing to seem over keen, I managed to keep within the speed limit. Most of the way anyway. Somehow the guidebook had managed to make our visit to Dunedin even more appealing.
You can imagine my disappointment then, when several hours later, we were stood queuing to buy tickets to see some Albatross! This was, however, short lived as they were magnificent - majestically riding the thermals rising above the cliff tops. With wingspans of over 3m and a cruising speed of 75mph, or so it says in the pamphlet, they are wonderful.
It certainly made the additional 40 minute journey down Otago Peninsula worthwhile.
Before that there had been miles of green lush pastureland and passages through several of NZ's unsung jewels - the small towns.
These do not get anywhere near enough attention. For every metropolitan city there are countless small townships each with their own character. And quirks. For example did you know that Gore and Clinton are linked by the same highway and that Gore is the 'Brown Trout Fishing Capital of the World'. No? I thought not.
And each town's Main Street is different. Imagine that - local shops used by local people. It'll never catch on. Chain stores, franchises and big supermarkets are making in-roads into the small communities but for now.... well I hope Kiwis realise what they have. What they lack in global retail identity they make up for in choice. Butchers, grocers, craft stores, cafés, liquor stores and newsagents. All used by locals.
Eventually the big supermarkets will win - they're just too convenient so the countdown is on. But for the time being I hope Kiwis relish their difference. I know we do.
Since we left Te Anau I've had the feeling that we are on the homeward leg - and we are. Heading north to our final NZ destination in Christchurch. But for the time being we have a few more days to enjoy...... just without bird action. Shame!
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