Read the description, know the story - Part 1
Yesterday December 7th, I travelled across New Zealand's South Island by train. The weather was terrible, it poured rain, but that's one of travel's little inconveniences.
The train was filled with tourists, most heading south to the Fox and Franz Josef Glaciers. Most expected a bus connection from Greymouth train station, others, like myself, had booked a hire car for the travel south.
The connecting buses were cancelled, peoples' travel plans were in disarray. I collected my hire car and took the highway south, I planned so visit the glaciers, Queenstown and Milford Sound.
Thirty Kilometres south, at the lovely town of Hokitika, I discovered the highway was closed. A bridge had been swept away, a landslide blocked the road, and a hillside of pine trees had fallen across the road. I stayed the night in Hokitika and the rain poured down.
With my way blocked and no prospect for the road to open any time soon, I turned my wheels towards the Alps and Christchurch, a mere 245 Km to the east. This shot taken in the rain as I drove towards the Alps.
www.theguardian.com/world/2019/dec/08/new-zealand-storms-...
Read the description, know the story - Part 1
Yesterday December 7th, I travelled across New Zealand's South Island by train. The weather was terrible, it poured rain, but that's one of travel's little inconveniences.
The train was filled with tourists, most heading south to the Fox and Franz Josef Glaciers. Most expected a bus connection from Greymouth train station, others, like myself, had booked a hire car for the travel south.
The connecting buses were cancelled, peoples' travel plans were in disarray. I collected my hire car and took the highway south, I planned so visit the glaciers, Queenstown and Milford Sound.
Thirty Kilometres south, at the lovely town of Hokitika, I discovered the highway was closed. A bridge had been swept away, a landslide blocked the road, and a hillside of pine trees had fallen across the road. I stayed the night in Hokitika and the rain poured down.
With my way blocked and no prospect for the road to open any time soon, I turned my wheels towards the Alps and Christchurch, a mere 245 Km to the east. This shot taken in the rain as I drove towards the Alps.
www.theguardian.com/world/2019/dec/08/new-zealand-storms-...