Another early start, as we left the Motel and headed back down the coast, the wind had risen and the cloud cover had increased. We had milked the best weather the West Coast can have, and it was on the change. We headed up towards Arthur’s Pass, and the cloud gradually increased as it built up against the Southern Alps. Driving up into Otira, it blocked our views. We made a quick stop, but distant calling kea were as close as it got. Even they felt it wasn’t worth putting in an appearance. But by the time we got to Arthur’s Pass town, the sky was blue and the sun was shining! And there were a couple of kea there to amuse us momentarily. We enjoyed watching them play on the roof, before they then flew off. A distant calling long-tailed cuckoo reminded us of our encounter in Pureora…that seems so long ago. We have covered so much countryside since then, and seen so much.
We carried on down towards Christchurch, with sun shining and temperatures gradually warming. We were still on the lookout for that elusive falcon, but it just wasn’t going to happen for us! As we entered the outskirts of Christchurch we had to resign ourselves to the fact a glimpse was as good as it was going to get for us.
We unloaded the van at a Motel, said our goodbyes, hard to believe we had seen the country in 21-days together. An excellent adventure, and one filled with memories and hopefully some incredible images.