An Astonishing Azorean Adventure!

We like islands.

We like their smaller sizes, unique cultures and, oddly enough, the quirky weather. So, it's not a big surprise that an archipelago in the Atlantic would bubble up to the top of our list.

Welcome to the Azores ... islands oozing with Portuguese magic!

So pour yourself a big glass of fun, find a shady spot to sit back and relax, and come along on a trip to green volcanic islands—presented in easy-to-read picture-n-caption format!

Don't forget to click the link to the photo album at the end!


Let's begin, shall we?

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An Azorean horse, of course!

I didn't want to lead off with a geologic diagram of 
São Miguel Island because that's kind of dry, so let's go with a horse!

This gal was laying in her pasture on a sunny afternoon, minding her own business, when I stopped to shoot her (with my camera). No sooner had I gotten out of the car than she slowly stood up and casually walked toward me. I think she'd done horse modeling before.

Alas, I had no apple to share with her. Next time, I promise.



And now ... a little background

The nine islands of the Azores are really out there900 miles from mainland Portugal and 1,220 miles from Newfoundland, Canada—sitting atop the mid-Atlantic ridge where the North American, Eurasian, and African tectonic plates converge. And they didn't appear instantaneously. The diagram shows that the largest of the islands—São Miguel—was formed during six periods of volcanic activity ranging from 4.2 million to 50 thousand years ago. That's a pretty big spread.

In more recent history, the islands were visited by Norse/northern European seafarers but weren't permanently inhabited until the Portuguese settled here in the 1500s. Today, 240,000 people call the Azores home, but outward migration and an aging population have slowed growth. In fact, there's a sizeable expat population living in North America.

Of course, tectonic and volcanic events continue to this day. If you live here, a little "shake & bake" is part of the deal. 



Size is relative

São Miguel Island is about 40 miles long and 10 miles wide. The view above shows one-half of the island stretching west into the distance with the capital, Ponta Delgada, on the left, and Ribeira Grande on the right. The two are situated at the thin waist of the island, so are just about 5 miles apart.

Don't let the seemingly diminutive size give you the idea that getting around the island is a snap. It's not! While there a few "fast" roads, most are narrow two-lane affairs that twist and wind, up and down, all over the place! Still, it's actually fun to drive here ... albeit that the Azorean behind you, who knows the road much better, will drive right up your exhaust pipe ... and then some.

FUN FACT: São Miguel Island is home to 140,000 of the archipelago's entire population of 240,000.


The best pineapples in the world?

The islands are lush, green, often damp, but not tropical; they experience significant seasonal weather fluctuations. Nevertheless, after the collapse of orange plantations in the 1860s, pineapples from South America were imported as a new crop. It's not warm enough to grow them outside, so they're grown in greenhouses across the island, and the effort has paid off. Some claim they are the best pineapples in the world.*

We didn't have much to compare them to, but the fresh pineapple fruit, pineapple sherbert, and pineapple liquor we sampled at the Augusto Arruda Pineapple Plantation were excellent!

A fine, balanced meal, good for the entire family. 



Speaking of STEW!

Nothing could be more Azorean than the Cozido das Furnas. This hearty stew is a concoction of beef, pork, chicken, chorizo, blood sausage, sweet potatoes, taro root, and cabbage—all layered in large pots and then cooked in steaming, malodorous volcanic soil.

Hours later, local restaurants retrieve their pots in time for dinner service. We stopped at Tony's restaurant in Furnas late one afternoon and were lucky enough to be served this meatalicious dish early.

We ordered one serving ... and it was HUGE! The image above doesn't do justice to the size of the plate. We tried to empty the plate; we came close.

To see the stew's creation in action, view this Anthony Bourdain clip, beginning at the five-minute mark:    

Geothermal Cooking in the Azores | Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations

Wanna make it yourself? See Cozido das Furnas: History, Recipe and Where to Eat. Of course, to be completely authentic, you'll have to dig a hole in the ground until you hit scalding hot jets of geothermal steam. That part could be tricky.
 

My girls!

There's no question that cattle dominate the landscape; they're scattered here, there, and everywhere. From what we saw, they enjoy a pretty nice life munching on nature's green salad. In return, the cows produce milk ... a LOT of milk. In fact, the nine islands account for 30% of Portugal's production. Above, four cows took great interest in me or my camera ... I'm pretty sure it was me. I have that effect on cows.


And then there's CHEESE!

With so much milk production, it's no surprise that cheese is a thing on the Azores. According to Portuguese Cheese Down Under, half of all Portuguese cheese comes from the Azores.

Natalie and I stopped at the Arco da Velha restaurant in São Miguel for a late afternoon libation and snack. Rodrigo, our host at the restaurant, insisted we try something authentic to the islands. How about CHEESE!

Our cheese plate was made up of samples from five of the islands (though all nine make their own cheeses), as well as different breads and jams. Rodrigo explained what bread/jam paired best with which cheese. Natalie was able to keep up, but I was soon confused, so I went rogue and made random combinations. Later, and in a cheese coma, we thanked Rodrigo and waddled back to the car.

OH!, which cheese won our taste test? Without doubt, the cheese from São Jorge. 


Sometimes you drive, sometimes you hike

The Azores are the tops of volcanos sticking out of the Atlantic. This means they typically have very steep slopes, but every now and then, there are flat spots—called fajãs—where lava flowed into the sea. Flat spots make good places to build villages. Sometimes you can drive to them, but other times hiking is the only option.

Pictured above, a very steep (but paved) road took us to Fajã dos Cubres where we enjoyed a lunch of rabbit and a walkabout. The poor bunny was delicious!

Ah ... this reminds me of the classic childhood song, Here Comes Peter Cottontail.

Sing it with me now ...

"Here comes Peter Cottontail
 Hopping down the bunny trail
 Hippity-hoppity, landing on my PLATE!"


Tastes like chicken!


Ah! That's better

The hike to Rocha da Relva was simple enough. Hike 1,200 feet down a narrow, paved path to reach the stretched-out village and hike back up.

Established in the 15th century, Rocha da Relva is known for its unique microclimate perfect for vineyards and other small-farm crops. Today, about 50 small homes are dotted along the trail.

How did they transport building materials to do any of this?

Azorean Donkeys!

FUN FACT: Rocha da Relva also served as a refuge to escape the plague!

NOT SO FUN FACT: Azorean donkeys were brought to the islands by the Portuguese and became an endemic breed—Burro da Ilha Graciosa. They once numbered 8,000 but today are slowly recovering from a decimated population of just 26 in 2001.


The reward!

There's a pot-o-gold at the end of every rainbow ... or a waterfall at the end of every trail. In this case, it's the Salto do Prego waterfall at the southeastern corner of São Miguel. The hike featured steep sections, areas of tall bamboo, and hordes of very colorful free-roaming chickens. Not a bad day's excursion.

We took a loop trail back, and that's when things got interesting ... in a good way.
 

Quick! Somebody call Century 21!

Halfway down the loop trail, we came to the lost village of Sanguinho.

Established in the early 20th century as a small farming community, Sanguinho's population reached 200 at its peak, but by the 1970s, the wave of emigration to the U.S. and Canada drained the village of its inhabitants ... and nature began the reclamation process.

Today, Sanguinho is slowly being repopulated with an emphasis on eco-tourism, so if you're looking for an opportunity to open an eco Airbnb on the Azores, there are some deals here. Go ahead, call Century 21 to find out how you can get in on this real estate bonanza!


Guess who's from England?

When we first arrived at the lost village of Sanguinho, we saw nothing but real estate opportunities. But then we saw a few people. And then we saw the Bar Loj snack hut ... and it was open and doing brisk business. Like all other smart hikers on the trail that afternoon, we thought an adult beverage and salty snack was a very good idea.

The snack hut was so unexpected.

Also unexpected was Marco, the snack hut's proprietor. Marco is a Portuguese name, but this Marco was definitely British ... given away by his accent, teeth, and "Keith Richards" style of dress.  


The road down

The loop trail back to our starting point at Faial da Terra had other steep sections, like the section here. This is the "road" to the lost village of Sanguinho. We did not want to be on those pavers in rain. And we would never want to be Azorean donkeys hauling supplies up it!


Looks can be deceiving

It seems like a nice enough day. Fog up high? No worries. Partly sunny down low? Yes. It seemed like a perfect day for a hike around the Caldeira do Alferes.

After multiple visits to Atlantic and North Sea islands, we should have known to anticipate things like wind and rain. Though this image portrays a pastoral scene from afar, have a look at this brief video shot at the same time.

We were happy with our decision to not take that hike. And then a mother-daughter team from Belgium came into view, hiking the caldera's trail in the wind and fog. OMG! Are we wimps now?
 

A much better view when it's not in the clouds

Two days later, the weather at 
Caldeira do Alferes looked a lot more like the plethora of similar images on Instagram. Finally, I could get my photo of the same scene. It's pretty cool though: Caldera lakes and the ocean in the background.

Determined to discredit any evidence of being wimps, we took on three short hikes in the Sete Cidades Volcanic Complex (above) and crushed them! But by the end of the day, my right knee decided it didn't want to play this game anymore. While it had been a wuss off and on for months, the knee was now in full protest mode. For the rest of the trip, it gave me daily reminders of how much humans need knees.

Stupid knee party pooper!



Read THESE tea leaves!

Gorreana Tea Plantation is Europe's oldest tea growing and production facility. After 140 years, tea harvesting in the fields is mechanized, but the indoor processing part is still very old school, complete with people hand selecting leaves from piles on tables. Seriously—selecting tea leaves by hand ... 33 TONS a year ... BY HAND! You can see them in action here!


STOP STALKING US!

The main attraction at 
Gorreana Tea Plantation is hiking the three miles through the thousands of rows of carefully trimmed tea plants.

Above, Natalie poses with Lauren and Ingrid. Lauren and Ingrid are the daughter-mother team from Belgium whom we first met two days earlier as they shamed us by hiking in big wind and fog at the caldera. The very next day, we ran into them again at a waterfall where they were hiking (in the rain of course) whereas we took the dryer shortcut using a car ... and then this day at the tea plantation.

They seemed nice enough, but I'm pretty sure they were stalking us.

Beware the Belgians!


Picture perfect in Velas

Velas is the largest town on São Jorge Island, the second Azorean island we visited. The town isn't big, and in April, it's not busy either ... and that was just fine with us. Later in the season, when the summer kicks in, Velas is the main port for ferries coming from other islands.


Curb appeal?

After arriving at São Jorge, the first piece of business was to get to a grocery store to stock our villa. The Interweb's map told us there was such a place not too far away. We arrived ... but did we? We did! But Bom Dia was an odd grocery store outside and in. Nevertheless, it had the basics for a spaghetti dinner.

A few days later we stopped at a much newer store in Velas, and even its exterior had a weird industrial drabby vibe.

Looking for work on a remote island? I hear there's an opening for an architectural exterior designer on São Jorge. No experience needed!


Stone walls

It wasn't so much of a choice as it was a need: Portuguese settlers needed to clear rock-covered islands to create fields to plant crops to eat. I suppose they could have asked their poor donkeys to haul the stones off to the sea and dump them there, but after a few trips, the smarter donkeys would have just continued walking into the sea to put an end to their misery.

The second option—to stack the rock into walls—was the winning solution. These rock walls continue to be used today as a means to keep animals in place and to grow crops in microclimates protecting them from wind and cold, and sometimes sea salt mists.

Rock walls are still built with amazing results, but the traditional art of mortarless wall building is fading. Today, mortar is used to help keep them upright ... a nice feature to have when the earth starts shaking. 

If you'd like a side trip to learn more about these walls, see Basalt Stone Walls of the Azores - Azores Almanac.



Not my photo (but I wish it was)!

No, it's not my photo, but I needed an image for the story. The photo credit goes to Sos Cagarro – save the Cory’s Shearwaters! | Guide to The Azores).

Cory's shearwaters are fine ocean birds, and I encourage you to visit the website. It has great information and also has a brief recording (below) of their very creepy and disturbing call—which you should listen to before proceeding.

Reader participation required!
  1. Turn up your speaker's volume.
  2. Click HERE.
  3. On the page that appears, click the play button triangle.
Now, imagine you're standing outside, in the dark, and those sounds are swirling around your head, in frightening Dolby surround sound. That was our experience.

I'm not sure about you, but I think the Cory's shearwaters' song is the perfect addition to any horror scene. You know, like when a freaky clown is chasing you down a dark hallway? And he's getting closer ... and closer? And everything suddenly goes black! And then there's a scream and ...

Sweet dreams!



Coffee? 

Airlines have done a remarkable job of charging extra for almost everything, and here's a prime example. Our TAP Air Portugal flight back to Lisbon offered complimentary water (gosh, thanks), but coffee was on my mind. The cost? €4.00 (about $5.00). What the heck, let's go for it! The flight attendant swiped my card and then poured hot water into a paper cup, opened a packet of instant coffee, poured it into the water, and stirred. And that was my coffee. My vile, vile coffee.

With a considerable twinge of irony, I noticed an article in the in-flight magazine highlighting the CEO of the company that supplies TAPs coffee, complete with a snappy picture of him holding a steaming cup of their product.

I wonder if he's ever had the packet version. I'm guessing not. But when he does, he's in for a treat. A vile, vile treat.

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And there you have it!

We got a good start to exploring the Azores—they really are astonishing. But my wanderlust kicks in when I think of the seven islands we didn't see. Maybe someday?

But this trip isn't over ...

Coming to you real soon: Paris and the Loire Valley!

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And now, a SPECIAL BONUS ...


PICTURES! ... carefully curated with you in mind.



The blog post tells just one part of the story ... the photo album fills in the rest. They go hand in hand ... like the disturbing song of Cory's shearwaters and creepy clowns chasing you!

Seriously, the photo album shows so much more.

Each photo includes a brief caption, so you know what you're looking at.

Here's how to make the most of viewing the photo album:

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Enjoy!

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A Whirlwind Tour with the Tasmanian Devil!

If you fly 7,400 miles to get to New Zealand, it's silly to not fly another 1,200 miles to reach Tasmania, right? It seemed logical enough to us. So, on day 22 of the trip, we did just that.

Come along on a devilish 12-day tornadic tour of the world's 26th largest island  Tasmania!

Here's how you do it: Fill a tumbler with your favorite cool beverage, fire up the barbie, and ready yourself for an always awesome Picture-n-Caption format presentation ... and relax ... it's SUMMMERTIME down under!

No worries, mate! 

Let's begin, shall we?
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Hobart
Australia ... ah, the land of penal colonies.

That's what happens when you have an empire so vast that you can send your undesirables to the other side of the globe. Britain founded Hobart for this purpose in 1804, never mind what the Aboriginal Tasmanians thought about this after being there for 35,000 years.

Oopsies!

Today, Hobart's a bustling city that doesn't feel very big, has all the comforts of home, and is a perfect hub for exploring southeast Tasmania.

MONA
Just a 20-minute speed-ferry ride up the Derwent River from Hobart is MONA — The Museum of Old and New Art — the Southern Hemisphere's largest private museum.

Opened in 2011, MONA is amazing! Most of the museum is contained in an underground labyrinth and features a crazy and wide variety of art installations, though not all are kid friendly. One hall contained adult-only art that sometimes made even me wince! As I exited the hall, a mom and dad — with kids in tow — were debating going in. I offered, "No, probably not a good idea." Had they gone in, they would have spent the rest of the day explaining certain facts of life ... and related human idiosyncrasies.

I like to think I prevented a life-altering disaster. Go me!

Pictured above is one of my favorite exhibits. I kid you not ... when I saw this from above, where I snapped this image, the illusion was so powerful that I thought I was looking down onto a platform above an abyss lit from below. It didn't make sensory sense. I went downstairs and took a turn walking the plank. The plank is actually a waist-high walled walkway extending out into a pool of pitch-black oil. The oil comes to the very, very tip-top of the walkway walls. It's super cool ... and oily.


Ramen noodles as art
In a large room at MONA, there's an oversized plate on the floor with ramen noodles and their package. Is that really art worthy of MONA? But a closer look reveals that the noodles are really rubber bands, with their box in the middle. Weird, yes, but still, is that really art worthy?

I don't know, but it sure is fun when you learn that the challenge is to put your whole body through the rubber band. I shed my coat and camera and gave it a try, starting with my head and moving the rubber band down toward my feet.

Did I meet the challenge? Did the rubber band snap? I'm not telling. But you can see how it turned out on this video!

MONA was a day well spent!


Wally the wallaby
Now I feel bad. You see, pictured above is my lunch at MONA, featuring wallaby. I had heard that wallaby is a nuisance species, ergo, I was not only satisfying my need for nourishment but helping the Tasmanian conservation effort at the same time.

Now, back home, I learned from the Interwebs that they're kind of like deer — a nuisance to some but not to others.

I'll say this: It was a very tasty lunch! Sorry, Wally.

Fun fact: Tasmania produces 85% of the world's legal opiates. On occasion, wallabies have managed to sneak into the guarded fields, graze on poppies ... and then hop around in drug-induced circles! Whacked-out wandering, wobbling wallabies!

Fun fact: Like in New Zealand, there's no tipping in Tasmania. What's more, in virtually all cases, we were not even given the chance to tip; you tap your card, watch or phone on the card reader and done! There's simply no expectation of a tip.

Fun fact: In 34 days of travel, we used cash ZERO times. Natalie found a New Zealand coin on a sidewalk and brought it home. We're hoping this won't cause a currency imbalance resulting in an international incident. You just never know these days. Shhhh! Mum's the word.


Christmas in summer
Even though the days were getting longer and warmer, there were plenty of prompts to jump into the holidays. TV ads with Santa were plentiful, and Black Friday sales were in full swing. We even witnessed holiday goers dressed as Santas on a pub crawl. It almost felt like home.

We also noticed that Christmas lights down under are sparse. What do the people of Oceana have against Christmas lights? Nothing really. But it's summer and, by the time the holidays roll around, there are many more hours of daylight than darkness; there's no one awake to "oooh" and "aaah" over pretty Christmas light displays.

Not so fun fact: Advertising, fast-food franchises, and TV shows have a less-than-subtle American influence. Anyone up for a bucket of KFC and binging the new season of Love Island — Australia or The Real Housewives of Melbourne? (Yes, these shows exist.)


South Lynne
We stayed in some interesting places over the five weeks; most were pretty good. However, our place in Dunedin (New Zealand) was a certifiable mansion that just freaked me out. So big and creepy! It would make a great shoot location for a chainsaw horror movie. Simon and Natalie liked it more. 

I'm gradually learning to look at the pretty online pictures of accommodations and then bring my expectations down a notch or two.

Quick tip: Take note of what the online pictures don't show. For example, if there are no photos of the kitchen, it's likely because the kitchen sucks.

Still, our place in Launceston, Tasmania, exceeded expectations. A crazy-nice art deco home (pictured above), South Lynne was cozy, clean and as picture-perfect as advertised!


Dali
Launceston, in Tasmania's north, isn't where we expected to run into an exhibit of Salvador Dali's art, but it's there!

Dali's paintings and drawings were super fun to see up close. My favorite was the original photograph, "Dali Atomicus." My photo of his photo is lacking, so go here to see a better image and read the incredible story of its creation: The Story Behind "Dali Atomicus," One of the Most Influential Photographs Ever Taken.

Do you think we could throw cats around like that today? Nah ... probably not. 


Jacob's Ladder
A day trip from Launceston, Jacob's Ladder in Ben Lomond National Park, was an attention grabber. This 11-mile gravel road is listed on Dangerous Roads primarily due to the six steep single-track hairpin switchbacks nears its top.

We simply had to drive this road!

At the top of Jacob's exhilarating ladder is a massive plateau hosting the Ben Lomond Alpine Resort — Tasmania's only commercial ski area. Being late spring, everything was closed, and because it was super windy and cold, we decided hiking in freezing fog was less fun than we thought.

At the start of the road, the gal at the coffee shop (serving coffee with marshmallows), told us the road almost never closes due to weather. I'm not so sure about those single-track switchbacks on icy roads. It's steep and narrow.


Cheer up ... or I'll eat you
New Zealand has wildlife, but Tasmania has it in spades.

During our brief exploration of the Ben Lomond ski area, Simon spotted one, then two, then many wallabies!

This group of wallabies didn't seem bothered much by the weather or us. They were dedicated to munching scrub brush. But this close encounter did bring one thing to the forefront: Wallabies look perpetually pissed. Like, "Don't come any closer or I'll kickbox you into oblivion!"

I'm pretty sure this is why they're considered food.

We saw many other creatures in the wild too such as echidna, wombat, kookaburra, a variety of parrots (including the green rosella), potoroo, and even a baby Tasmanian devil desperately crawling up a road embankment to get away from our car.

Unfortunately, for many of these creatures, being nocturnal is not a bonus when it comes to playing chicken with cars ... because the cars win. The roadway evidence of this was remarkable. In fact, in some areas, the posted nighttime speed limit is just 40 mph, perhaps so the animals have a sporting chance to win now and then. Go animals!


Cradle Mountain
Cradle Mountain is not the tallest mountain in Tasmania, but it's probably the most photographed one. It's a must see on the island. Once again, we got lucky. We had one specific day to visit Cradle Mountain-Lake St. Clair National Park. The day started windy and rainy, but the clouds parted for our hike around Dove Lake. Above and at center, Little Horn is on the left and Cradle Mountain is on the right.

There were hordes of other tourists taking the shuttle buses to the visitor center where the hike begins. We thought we were destined for a crowded trail. Nope! It seems very few who start the four-mile lake circuit complete it. There were remarkably few fellow hikers after the first half mile. We were OK with that!


Bay of Fires
Along the northeastern coast — near Binalong Bay — is the Bay of Fires. At first glance, it's easy to think the name is derived from the bright red lichen-covered granite boulders. But NO! The bay was so named in the 1770s after explorers saw the fires of Aboriginal people living along the bay.

Fast forward to our visit, and wildfires were already in play on Tasmania, burning in the south and north. Dry weather is one thing, but it doesn't help that the most abundant tree is the highly flammable eucalyptus. Although it's a native species, it's also favored as timber and widely planted. It's interesting to note that Portugal also has a eucalyptus-fed wildfire problem ... but their trees are not native. They were introduced in the 18th century from ... wait for it ... Australia!

Oopsies!


Soaking up the Down Under
Here we are at our very best ... just for you!

Well ... maybe not our VERY best.

Actually, not great at all.

We can't even keep our eyes open!

We'll NEVER make it as Instagram influencers!


And there you have it, a devilishly spinning Tasmanian tour — and we didn't even see the west side of the island!

Our Oceana trip was a whirlwind of 34 days flying, driving, hiking ... and even a hot tub ... yet somehow, we didn't get sick!

Will there be another TourAlongWithTodd blog post in 2026? Of course! 

Stay tuned.

Until then ... ciao!




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And now, a BONUS ...

PICTURES! ... carefully curated with you in mind.

The blog post only tells one part of the story ... the photo album fills in the rest. They go hand in hand ... like opium-dazed wallabies hopping in circles together in a lush poppy meadow on a sunny summer's day!

Seriously, there are events in the album that aren't in the blog at all.

Each photo includes a brief caption so you know what you're looking at.

Here's how to make the most of viewing the photo album:

  1. Click this link to access the album.
  2. When the album displays, click the Play slideshow icon in the upper right corner.
  3. As soon as the slideshow begins to play, click the Pause slideshow icon at the lower center (you can also click the Full screen button to maximize the image size on your screen).
  4. Now you can advance the slideshowat your own pace, image by imageusing the right or left arrows at the bottom center of the screen.
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Down Under with Sheep and a Fergburger!

There's a land far, far away with verdant fields and towering mountains.  A land that's home to lucky sheep and lucky people. A land of rainforests and glaciers. A land that serves the world's best hamburger ...

Are you ready to visit a land WAY down under? Yes?

Well, grab a cup of your favorite beverage and cozy up in a sheepskin blanket for a journey far, far away.

Presented in the forever popular picture-n-caption format ...

It's time to go to New Zealand!

Let's begin ... shall we?

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Banks Peninsula
Just over the hill from the hustle and bustle of Christchurch, Banks Peninsula was a perfect landing spot for us to start the adventure.

Above, Natalie surveys Lyttleton bay, a shield volcano caldera. The port of Lyttleton in the foreground and Diamond Harbourwhere we stayedacross the bay. This caldera, and the larger Akaroa caldera, form Banks Peninsula.

Today, the area is less explosive and would be a pretty nice place to live.


The Finger of God (and single-track roads)
Prepping for a trip inevitably involves searching the Interwebs for fun and unique places to visitplaces that aren't overwhelmed by other adventure seekers or much worse ... Instagram posers! Simon found an attraction on Google Maps named The Finger of God. We navigated our way along a single-track road and there it was.

Yep, you're looking at ita tree stump slightly resembling a hand and finger pointing up. You're welcome!

Is there a lesson here? Yes. Find weird things, then name and pin them on Google Maps. It's fun for everyone.

Fun fact: For a period of time, a very large pool of water formed at a WinCo grocery store's parking lot here in Boise when it rained heavily. Someone pinned it on Google Maps ... and "Lake WinCo" was born. Google later removed it because the people at Google are no fun. So, get out there and show Google who's boss ... or at least harass them.

Later in the day we took another single-track "shortcut" over a very, very large and tall hill. We met one other car on the track, luckily at a switchback corner that allowed us to maneuver past one another without having to back up. The track was super narrow and steepeven losing traction and spinning wheels a few times. Natalie thought it was fun. Natalie was not driving.  


Christchurch
We had two days in Christchurch. On the first day, there was a wind-swept misty rain soaking everything in its path ... including us. The second day was much better.

Christchurch (metro pop. 550,000) is the largest city on the South Island and second largest in New Zealand overall next to Auckland. We had a much better time on the sunny day with plenty of things to see and good things to eat suiting almost any taste. It's very metropolitan.

It's easy to visit the Christchurch and forget that, since 2010, it has endured two powerful earthquakes, two large wildfires at the city's edges, and a horrible mass shooting at two mosques that killed scores.

Sorry to be a Debbie Downer, but this city has had a rough go of it. It's clear that the people of Christchurch boast resilience.


Mt. Cook
Because I'm not an early riser, Natalie and Simon doubted I could achieve my goal of leaving Twizel by 7:00 a.m. to beat the crowds to Mt. Cook's parking lot, about an hour's drive if you don't stop to take photos.

Well, we did leave at 7:00, and I did stop to take photos! By 9:30, we arrived, actually beating most of the crowd. But what a day for hikes in the Mt. Cook area! We took on four hikes and celebrated our success with a coffee and snack at the Mt. Cook Lodge. It was here that Natalie ordered an iced tea. She was rewarded with a cup of hot tea ... and a cup of ice. Apparently, it was make your own iced tea day at 
Mt. Cook Lodge. Nice!

On blue sky days like this one, the companies running sightseeing planes and helicopters go crazy shuttling people up and around the mountain for a view. We thought, "Hey, let's do this; we only live once. Right?" We stopped at the airstrip and inquired. A 25-minute flight was $350 per person. Then we thought, "Hey, let's not do this. Right?"

Still, it was a spectacular day at Mt. Cook.


Hello to you too
Down the east coast of the South Island, we stopped at Shag Point where, as advertised, there were fur seals! The seals spend time lounging on the rocks, sleeping and otherwise resting. The seal pictured here provided hilarious entertainment for the 6th-grader in all of us: It moved from its slumber spot, wiggled its butt over the edge, pooped, and moved back to the slumber spot. 

How does a plate of "Today's fresh catch" sound now?

Another animal that you won't easily see are the kiwi ... unless you're willing to submit to the kiwis' terms, like going to the right locations, looking for them at dusk or dawn, and being very quiet. Sheesh, New Zealand picked the wrong mascot! But you can purchase all sorts of kiwi-related trinkets in stores. I think that counts as seeing one. So, yes, we saw hundreds of kiwi.

The other bird that's endemic to New Zealand is the moa. Ostrich-like, standing up to 10 feet tall and weighing as much as 550 pounds, the moa is really difficult to see in the wild. This is primarily because humans killed them all by 1445 or so.

Go humans!


Waterfall tramping
Further down the east coast is a series of waterfalls. Pictured here (look closely on the right), Simon and Natalie strike appropriate poses at McLean Falls.

We had a bit of a hike to reach each of the falls. Note that hiking here is called "tramping" and trails are called "tracks." So, you tramp on tracks. And, after having reached a certain level of tramping competency, you receive a tramp stamp.

We have yet to receive our tramp stamps, but apparentlywhen it happensits customary to have the tramp stamp tattooed on your lower back. We can't wait!


Moeraki Boulders
The Moeraki Bouldersabout an hour north of Dunedin on the east coastare spherical boulders of mud, fine silt, and clay cemented together by calcite ... up to seven feet in diameter. They're pretty amazing to see up close.

What's also amazing is that there are only 50 of these boulders in various states of being buried in sand ... and how many you see is at the whim of the surf. About 20 were up for a view when we visited. What's even more amazing is that there's a large visitor center/store/restaurant built to serve the masses of tourists coming to see the boulders.

Being tourists ourselves, we didn't mind so much.

After boulder watching, we enjoyed a snack at the restaurant. I don't remember what Simon had, but Natalie had a hokey pokey ... and she liked it! Hey, get your mind out of the gutter ... hokey pokey's an ice cream!

I had a chocolate milkshake. This is when I found out that a chocolate shake down under has little to do with ice cream. From what I could tell, it's chocolate milk ... shaken up! Back home on the Interwebs, I learned that, if you want it made with ice cream, you should ask. C'mon, New Zealand! ALWAYS use ice cream!

Oh well. Next time, I'll go in for a good ol' hokey pokey with Natalie!


Baldwin Street
Some odd things come along on a trip, like this one: Welcome to Baldwin Street in Dunedin, the world's steepest street. Not that long ago, the people of Dunedin had to defend the street's steepness status, but they prevailed, and with the Guinness World Records' nod, it remains the steepest!

Getting to the top of Baldwin Street is a hike, and tourist cars are not permitted to drive up and down it. However, such restrictions don't stop people from doing other things, like:
  • Iain Clark rollerskated up the street.
  • Harry Willis pogo-sticked up the street.
  • What will Todd do when he returns?


Milford Sound: Fat lip and a stick tip!
There's probably nothing more iconic in New Zealand than the image of Mitre Peak at Milford Sound in Fiordland. Looming 5,500 feet above the sea lapping at its base, it's a big mountain.

Like our day at Mt. Cook, we enjoyed unbelievably good weather, especially considering I had booked our Milford Sound day cruise months in advance.

We learned before our trip began that sandflies love to hang out at the sound and bite people, so we came prepared with the appropriate repellant.

We parked, climbed out of the car, and before I could finish applying repellant, my upper lip began to swell. "Curse you, you stupid ugly sandfly!"

Fat lip and all, we had time before the cruise to walk about and take photos. At one point, I veered off to take a photo and said, "I'll be right back." At that moment I stepped on a long stick that flipped up, with its tip running ... with some vigor ... up my outer right thigh. I tumbled to the ground while simultaneous shouting, "Fliberty-flu-darn it all to gosh!"

There's no recording of my exclamation, but I'm pretty sure that's what I said.

I got over itand my fat lip did recedebefore our cruise. It was only later that my injury showed its true colors, six inches of angry crimson stripes running up my thigh, surrounded by an oval of purple and yellow bruising. "Curse you, you stupid beach stick!"


Milford Sound
The cruise? It was a blast!

The scenery of the fiords (Kiwis spell it "fiord") was really something to see on a sunny afternoon after the rains the day before. The smaller boat we booked was able to get up close and personal with the towering rock walls and waterfalls, and along the way, we saw fur seals and a Fiordland crested penguin! (yep, just one penguin)

Fun fact: Milford Sound has served as a backdrop for a number of movies including Mission: Impossible - Fallout, X-Men Origins: Wolverine, Willow, and of course, The Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit trilogies.


You gotta get a Fergburger!!!
Have you noticed that there are people who post pictures suggesting what you must see AND eat when visiting any location you can think of?

And then there are people who see these pictures and make great effort to see and eat what the picture-posters suggested! Losers! I'm glad I don't fall victim to that manipulation.

So, I was researching what to see and eat in New Zealand, and I noted multiple references to Fergburger in Queenstown. These references warned of long lines
but insisted the burgers were worth the effort.

Fergburger in downtown Queenstown opens at 7:00 a.m. and closes at 2:30 a.m. As you can see, there's a very long line, but it moved pretty quickly. And OMG! The burgers really are that good!


Fergburger
Don't let the fresh, crispy leaf lettuce fool you! The shy but delicious Fergburger, all dressed up in special sauce and melted cheese, is ready to come out and jump in your belly!

I think you should book a flight to Queenstown right now and enjoy a Fergburger immediately upon landing! There's a good chance they'll be open!

Fun fact: Tipping is not a thing in New Zealand (neither is using cash). This makes a huge difference when trying local cuisine. Our three deluxe burgerswith a large order of fries to sharewas US$40! The current exchange rate helped a lot in this calculation, but still ... go get a Fergburger!*

*As of this writing, neither Todd Chavez nor his representatives have received compensation for promotional references to Fergburger. But change is within your grasp. With just two minutes of your time, you can contact the wonderful people at Fergburger and tell them that Todd is their greatest champion in the Americas and that they should sponsor his TourAlongWithTodd travel blog!


Surprise!
We were in Queenstown for one day. After enjoying Fergburgers, we headed to Skyline Queenstown! At Skyline, we rode the gondola up the ski hill and then rode luge-like go-karts back down.

Our ticket bought us six runs ... kind of spendy but a ton of fun on a sunny summer day. We enjoyed racing each other and reached frightening speeds with extraordinary precision. In fact, I'm still miffed that a Formula 1 team hasn't reached out to us yet.  

Weeks before, back in Boise, Simon chatted with a coworker and learned that he too was traveling to New Zealand when we would be there, but alas, our itineraries didn't overlap. 
After a run or two, and back in line for the next gondola ride up, a voice shouted, "Simon, no way!"

And there was Simon's coworker, Gabe! His plans changed somewhere along the way, and there you have it. It is a small world after all.


Sheep, where do they go?
There are 24 million sheep on New Zealand, and that's down from 70 million just over 40 years ago. It's pretty hard not to see sheep.

But where do New Zealand's sheep go when ... well, you know ... their time is up?

You'd think that New Zealanders would be throwing lamb shanks and balls of sheep-wool yarn at every passerby. These did not happen, and we saw no effort to promote buying things derived from sheep at grocery stores or otherwise.

Turns out, New Zealand sheep, alive (lambs) or in pieces and parts, are sent primarily to Asia, and then everywhere else. Baaa!

We took many pictures of New Zealand sheep and learned one thing: You have to look like you're NOT going to take their picture and then, at the very last moment, swing around and snap the shot! If they have ANY sense that you're a sheep paparazzi, you'll end up with an image filled with sheep butts as they run away from you. Stealth is the name of the game.


Three-legged lamb
Lamb shank was on the menu a few times ... and I did what I could to keep the number of three-legged lambs increasing! So much MEAT!

I'm pretty sure they let the three-legged ones live as an act of compassion. Besides, you can't put three-legged lambs on boats to send to distant lands; they'd tip over every time there's a big wave! Baaa!


Wanaka Tree
The Wanaka Tree started out as a live willow branch used as a fence post at Lake Wanaka. The post sprouted, the rest of the fence went away, and today you have the Wanaka Tree!

And THEN, the Interwebs got on board with the tree as a "thing," resulting in the Wanaka Tree being photographed ... a lot!

And there we were, walking as fast as we could along Lake Wanaka to get to the tree while the setting sun's light was still on it. We made it ... and we got the shot with a pied cormorant stretching its wings to boot!


Wildwire!
Here, Simon and Natalie are without a care in the world ... swinging on swings. Earlier in the day, things had been very different ... when they were perched perilously high above the valley floor!

Wildwire is one of maybe two established via ferrata climbing areas in New Zealand. A 30-minute drive from Wanaka, Wildwire's route didn't look like much from the ground, just another steep rocky mountain gully with a waterfall or two.

1,000 feet above the valley later, Wildwire was a true highlight of the trip. The next few photos take you along for the climb.


Highwire walker
Simon negotiating the somewhat damp highwire. Yes, there are guidewires for the arms and hands, but it's a pretty narrow and bouncy cable to walk on!


From dry to soaked in five seconds or less!
The mid-cliff water-crossing was pretty straightforward, but we were so glad it was a sunny day because the waterfall's gale force mist took us from dry to soaked in about five seconds, seriously!


It gets steep!
There were moments when it got really steep ... and that seemed just fine with Natalie!


Smile for the camera
Simon shows the cliff who's boss. He warned the cliff about his terrifying Chuck Norris roundhouse kick ... The cliff was smart. It backed off.


Getting high
A family that gets high together, stays together.

Wait, what did I say? Why are there police knocking at my door!?

NOTE: In the photo, Brian, from Canada, was our other climbing mate.


Phil
Philhailing from the UKwas a great guide. She had a confident, relaxing style about her.


Where glacier meets jungle
It seems out of place because hiking through a temperate rainforest is not where you'd expect to catch glimpses of Fox Glacier's tongue descending from alpine peaks looming above. But there it was.

This time we were on the west side of the Southern Alps, while just two weeks earlier we had been on the east side of the range. The "as the crow flies" distance from there to here? Just 16 miles. To drive around the range from point to point? 285 miles over 6 hours. Crows are lucky.


Gollum
We were never on the hunt for filming locations used in the Lord of The Rings movies ... though some fans make a New Zealand pilgrimage doing just that. But we didn't hesitate to stop when we saw Gollum perched atop the Otira Stagecoach Hotel in Arthur's Pass National Park.

The Otira was established in 1865 as a stop for stagecoaches and later for rail service spurred on by gold mining. When we entered the hotel, we were overwhelmed by the hundreds of crazy odd knick-knacks. This collection obsession has paid off ... they were doing pretty good business when we stopped in for a snack and a look.

By golly Gollum, you got us!


Christmas in another land
It's Nov. 29 and the Christmas season is well underway down under. Lacking Thanksgiving, there's nothing to get in the way the season's celebrations, like the 31st annual Coca-Cola Christmas in the Park. Nothing says "peace on earth, goodwill to men" than an ice-cold Coke!

Kidding aside, this was a fun, chillaxing evening event in Christchurch's Hagley Park, taking place on the last night of our New Zealand odyssey. 


And there you go, three weeks exploring New Zealand's South Island. We had a great time, hiked a lot, saw many sheep butts as they ran away from our cameras, climbed cliffs, witnessed waterfalls, marveled at mountains, and enjoyed Fergburgers. 

Go ... explore, and find your Fergburger.* You'll be glad you did!

*Change is STILL within your reach! Take a moment to contact the wonderful people at Fergburger and tell them that Todd humbly remains their greatest champion in the Americas and looks forward to a long and fruitful sponsorship.



And now, a BONUS

Pictures! ... and I want to share them with you!

The blog post tells one part of the story ... the photo album fills in the rest. They go hand in hand.

Each photo includes a brief caption so you know what you're looking at.

Here's how to make the most of viewing the photo album:

  1. Click this link to access the album.
  2. When the album displays, click the Play slideshow icon in the upper right corner.
  3. As soon as the slideshow begins to play, click the Pause slideshow icon at the lower center (you can also click the Full screen button to maximize the image size on your screen).
  4. Now you can advance the slideshowat your own pace, image by imageusing the right or left arrows at the bottom center of the screen.
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