After a good nights sleep by the beach we had driven to the Moeraki boulders, the boulders are 2 million years old and sit quite nicely on the beach in a row. The boulders are pretty much perfectly round like a big bouncy ball, but most have crack lines within them which were caused when the boulders were exposed to the atmosphere causing them to shrink. They still seem pretty big to us!

The boulders originally sat inside the cliff face until it was washed away over years of sea erosion, they are made up of various things including fossils, some kind of mud and other compacted decomposed materials. In order to get on the boulders for the obvious tourist pictures you have to dodge the sea, waiting for the waves to come in then recede for a second or two and run making sure when you jump at the boulder you don’t miss and smash your face flat into it, resulting in some rather expensive dental treatment! Luckily on this occasion we avoided this course of action, managing to perch rather well on the top of these ancient giants. Once you have done this and had a jump around the boulders there is not much else to hold your interest, as such we had a stroll on the beach looking at the odd broken boulder which exposed a core that looked like had been glued together at some point.

Our drive from the boulders was to be to Christchurch where we spend the last of our time in NZ preparing to leave and booking flights for south America, we had looked into swimming with dolphins in one of to places but the cold sea did nothing for Carina’s enthusiasm. So we decided to leave his for another holiday and just to leave us something to do later.

At Christchurch we found a decent cheapish campsite to spend the rest of out time at until we left, and it wasn’t too far from the city. Mainly we just sat on the internet sorting flights or attempting to skype home, that is once the engineers had spent 3 days fixing it. The days we were out we had a wonder down the beach, visited the art gallery which was nothing like what we could call art!! And managed to find a shop with a sale on to get our Inca clothes from, other than that it was packing and repacking along with sending yet another box of stuff home that we had bought from our ventures.

That now pretty much concludes our NZ adventure, which looking back the best bit by far has got to be Queenstown, a place we will never forget and will always be glad we went, saw, and did the crazy things it has to offer.

See you in Fiji! Or sorry no we wont, but you can see the pictures……….