I had been loitering in Nelson for a few days waiting for the weather to clear but the forecast was ominous and gloomy and I was getting itchy feet. [Memo to self: daily application of Myocil should clear that up.] Also, I'd seen as many Italian art-house films as it's wise to see within the space of three days. I bussed out.
My destination was Franz Josef further down the west coast but on the way I went through Punakaiki, famous for it's pancake rocks. They're called pancake rocks because with a bit of imagination and perhaps some mind altering drugs, they look a bit like stacks of pancakes. Watch out for the munchies after taking those drugs though...they're not as appetizing as an actual stack of pancakes, more's the pity.
(By the way, my camera never seems to capture the true state of the rainy weather. I think it must have a very positive outlook on life.)
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