Milford Sound Travel Blog› entry 75 of 206 › view all entries
Of all the days to stay out the night before, this was probably the worst day as we would be on the road for about 13 hours. To get to Milford Sound you have to drive all the way to the peninsular and up again because there is no direct road between Queenstown and Milford. I slept the first 4 hours, missing sadly some spectacular scenery but as the weather had turned to grey, foggy and rainy I was happy to be curled up in a heap under a coat instead of peering out of steamy windows at the equally misty mountains beyond. We hopped on a ferry and sailed for about 2 hours round the Sounds, mavelling at the steep, rocky inclines populated by ambitious and brave trees and foliage.
Back on the bus we drove for several hours to Tuatapere, a tiny little place renowned for being the Sausage Capital of New Zealand. We had a sausage dinner, which sadly had not been cooked with local sausages but with shop bought sausages, but they were still better than many I have had in Australia and New Zealand. Australasia does NOT do sausages well on the whole. We spent the evening drinking (who'd have thought it?) and giving Lukas his second hair cut in as many days, tidying it up and cutting it shorter before crashing out about 1ish.