Milford Sound, New Zealand
We woke with the approach of dawn and watched the suns rays gradually illuminate mitre peak - the cloudless skies meant it was a cool but magical morning.
We had to make sandwiches one last time for our journey back to Queenstown - there was a mental spring in the air as everyone was buoyed by their achievement even if some were nursing sore muscles and there was an odd whiff of deep heat in the air!
After breakfast we handed back our back packs and put our own...