Queenstown & Getting a bit wet.....
Our first full morning in Queenstown was spent sorting out some adventurous activities. We won't spoil the surprise just yet......
On the afternoon the first of our activities was the White Water Rafting on the Shotover River. Nothing tame here (Dean refused to do the girly grade 3 rafting and opted for the hardcore and cold grade 5 rapids over 2 hours of rafting). Once we had been dressed up nicely in our 5mm wetsuits, provided with life-vests, helmets and rain jackets we were herded onto a mini-bus and driven up one of the most treacherous roads in New Zealand. Skippers Canyon is off limits to all rental vehicles and is a single track gravel road alongside a cliff face which in places falls off over 200m. Dean had the window seat and it was pretty scary. The origins of the road lead back to the gold mining times of the area....
Once arriving safely at the river bank we were teamed up into our rafts and provided with our oars. The next 2 hours were filled with some rather cold, wet and at times thrilling moments. Dean got wettest but that's his fault for sitting at the front :o) Louise opted for First Class at the back - also where no-one could see she wasn't doing any rowing! A good time was had by all and we arrived back at base all intact and ready for a warn shower, cup of coffee and a sausage roll!!
That night we celebrated like it was 1999..... Firstly with sausage & mash, then to the Minus 5 bar in Queenstown and then ended the night in The World Bar drinking teapots of cocktails. The reason for our celebration was our fear of the next day's activities.........
On the afternoon the first of our activities was the White Water Rafting on the Shotover River. Nothing tame here (Dean refused to do the girly grade 3 rafting and opted for the hardcore and cold grade 5 rapids over 2 hours of rafting). Once we had been dressed up nicely in our 5mm wetsuits, provided with life-vests, helmets and rain jackets we were herded onto a mini-bus and driven up one of the most treacherous roads in New Zealand. Skippers Canyon is off limits to all rental vehicles and is a single track gravel road alongside a cliff face which in places falls off over 200m. Dean had the window seat and it was pretty scary. The origins of the road lead back to the gold mining times of the area....
Once arriving safely at the river bank we were teamed up into our rafts and provided with our oars. The next 2 hours were filled with some rather cold, wet and at times thrilling moments. Dean got wettest but that's his fault for sitting at the front :o) Louise opted for First Class at the back - also where no-one could see she wasn't doing any rowing! A good time was had by all and we arrived back at base all intact and ready for a warn shower, cup of coffee and a sausage roll!!
That night we celebrated like it was 1999..... Firstly with sausage & mash, then to the Minus 5 bar in Queenstown and then ended the night in The World Bar drinking teapots of cocktails. The reason for our celebration was our fear of the next day's activities.........
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