Superstitious people might say it's an unlucky day, but I usually really like my Friday-the-13th's. Drove to the glaciers south of Hokitika. Wasn't convinced it would be anything much, but went anyway. So glad I did!
Franz Josef for brunch, whitebait for lunch, and Fox for dessert (with Aoraki/Mt. Cook in the background)! The glaciers are all the more stunning for how close they are to the sea. And for a bunch of ice they move fast, sliding down the steep valleys they fill. Just totally reaffirmed my love of big rocks, this country has a real spine. Not a fan of flat, marshy areas of the world.
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