Hello peeps, We are now in Christchurch and finally campervan free. 6 weeks, 7,800 kilometres, loads of petrol and a lot of illegal overnight camping later, we have now officially DONE NZ. Well some of it anyway. We are looking forward to a warm bed and for my "drivers knee" a new complaint I seem to be suffering with, to clear up. From leaving Greymouth and skirting down the wet and windy west coast we stopped into Wanaka, Arrowtown and Queenstown. It was funny to be following in my little brothers footsteps as he worked there a couple of years ago. Paul, they have said that the pubs are still open but struggling since you left and the sheep are less worried now. It seems like you did fit in with the locals!? We will be going back for work and snowboarding but great little towns. Still in the grip of a bunch of rain we got stuck in our biggest traffic jam so far. No kamikazi drivers just a mudslide which put the road 4 feet under mud and debris, But they cleared a path after abour 4 hours and we were allowed through. We continued onto Fiordlands where it was still persistently raining so we booked a cruise trip round the spectacular Milford Sound. We braved the elements, but the wildlife didn't and the rarest thing we saw was the lesser spotted japanese camerman who insisted on carrying his tiny digital camera around on a massive professional tripod. We drove all the way to the south of the Island for a relatively sunsoaked trip along the Catlins. We got up close (a little too close in my case) to some rucking Bull sea lions. But thankfully I was able to backtrack and get some photos with most of my dignity intact. We also got to see some yellow eyed penguins. Not as comical as the Blue/Fairy penguins from OZ but good to see nonetheless. Up the east coast to Dunedin - a nice town. Most of it was seen through a drunken haze after booking into an early morning brewery tour. Very good fun and lots of different beers on a couple of weetabix is certainly one of the best ways to start the day. We tripped down to the Otago Peninsula. To see some of the massive Albatrosses - They left a sign "gone fishin" so no joy with the wildlife there either. We did run into some more seals, they are sure to play Moriarty to my Sherlock and will doubtless be my downfall. There is a picture entitled "Killer; Seal" in the album. Everyone had taken photos of this suposedly sleepy seal. Two seconds after I took this photo, still down on my haunches and unable to make any form of rapid and dignified getaway, it launched its mass of stinking blubber at me and again I narrowly escaped injury leaving only the smell of fear in the air. You may wonder what damage a cute seal can do but trust me 300lb of blubber can be quite damaging. I've had rucks with my brother I should know. We went up to Moeraki to look at the perfectly spherical boulders which looked pretty good, before heading back across country to do the Shotover Jet boat ride in Queenstown then back up the now dry West coast to do a walk on the Fox Glacier. The weather was great with views over the snow capped mountains. Crampon clad, we spent the most of the day on the glacier walking around. We came back through Arthurs Pass for a chilly night in the camper, donning woolly hats and full thermals to keep warm(ish). Tomorrow we are heading back to Akaroa on the Banks Peninsula for a stint on a working farm. We have been promised good food, muddy work with sheep and cows and plenty of arguments over international rugby - oh joy, time for another pasting from the kiwis. Well, will write soon when I am an experienced farm hand and have traded Rachel in for Dolly! Taraa Andy and Rachel