Today we're in transit again. Queenstown is very useful for internet cafes and burning yet more photos onto dvd. This will be disc 15A. Each disc contains about 100 duplicated pics, ie a jpeg and a raw. So that's over 1500 edited photos so far. Richard has deleted about 4500 that didn't make the shortlist!

This evening we'll be staying at Wanaka. We may stay there for two nights.

Queenstown is just too young for us. It's all bungy jumping, skiing, snow-boarding, white-water rafting and valley swinging at 150 km/hr. And you have to blog with an accompanyment of rap!

The police are so young you can't even see them!

Since Dunedin we've visited the Catlins area and saw some more yellow-eyed penguins with some rare Hooker's sea lions.

We've been very fortunate with the weather over the last few days. Dry and sunny in the Fiordland National Park. We drove to Milford Sound through the beautiful mountain scenery. You have to drive through a tunnel that took 18 years of hard grind, chipping through 1200m of granite. And its name? Homer's Tunnel.

When you stand in silence admiring the view, there are many sounds filling the silence. The deep creaks and groans of the final body of snow waiting for the last avalanches of winter, distant and nearby waterfalls and softly falling drips loose from their mossy carpets.

One cheeky kea was in the Milford carpark. They have a reputation for wrecking cars. Inquisitive parrots, they'll have a peck at most things especially rubber. Our wiper-blades were not dish of the day so we escaped in one piece.

If the weather holds we may get a glimpse of Mt. Cook the highest mountain in Australasia.

When we have the time there is the matter of NZ drivers to discuss and the tempting signs for fish and chips all over the place. The Pavlova dessert originated here we are told, covered in thick cream and kiwi fruit [of course]. It's known locally as a 'pav'. Mind you the NZers have modified the English language in many and mysterious ways. But hats off to them for allowing radio announcers to say, "dub, dub, dub" when they have to say a web site!

It's a strange fact that the abreviation, www. has 10 syllables whereas the phrase it is short for has only four! So dub-dub-dub dot, seems about right!

Maybe we've been away too long and you're all going around saying, "Dub-dub-dub" to each other as well. Stranger things have happened.