Time for a bit more tramping in the Mount Cook area. Another sunny day and amazing views of New Zealand's highest peak. Anton has decided that he should be a leg model what with his calves getting more shapely with every trek. I have decided that I really need to ditch the beige walking trousers that can adapt to be cropped as it's really not a good look.

A bit more freedom camping later by Lake Dunstan before a spot of mountain biking along the Old Gold Rail Trail in the Otago region, skinny dipping in the river and the best free thing we've discovered so far... tarzan swings. Yep as we were cycling along, a big rope hanging from a tree caught our eye with a buoy attached to the end - the perfect seat. Cue tarzan noises. A few dry swings later and we plucked up the courage to jump off into the water. Hmmm may not have been the best idea to jump in wearing my white shorts...