Wellington: Day One Hundred and Two (29 January)

This is Barnaby and me in the Cable Car Museum where they have a mock up of what the carriages used to look like.

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Wellington: Day One Hundred and One (28 January)

Here's Barnaby and me onboard the Interislander Ferry. Once it got choppy we moved inside.

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Farewell Spit: Day Ninety-Nine (26 January)

Here I am in the Marlborough Sounds. Isn't it pretty?

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Nelson: Day Ninety-Eight (25 January)

While we were in Nelson we also discovered a street called Barnaby Way. They must have known we were coming :-).

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Christchurch: Day Ninety-Five (22 January)

The change of car meant I lost my special seat I’d been travelling in all round the South Island (between the two front seats) but Miss Robb was pleased because now we had a radio that worked – and a bigger engine for getting up the hills.

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Otago: Day Ninety-One (18 January)

Here's the magnificent view from "the ZigZag". Definitely worth taking the windier road for :-).

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Queenstown: Day Ninety - Afternoon (17 January)

I might not have had a go at steering but I really enjoyed the cruise on TSS Earnslaw too and watching the sheep shearing was fascinating.

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Queenstown: Day Ninety - Morning (17 January)

Here's Barnaby saying hello to another New Zealand local. This is a giant statue of the Kiwi, the nation's national bird and where New Zealanders get their nickname from.

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Doubtful Sound: Day Eighty-Nine (16 January)

I loved our trip to Doubtful Sound too.

The best bit was The Sound of Silence when everyone was asked to be quiet and they cut the boat’s engine. It is like going back to the very beginning of time when all you can hear is birdsong and distant waterfalls. So peaceful.

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Mount Cook: Day Eighty-Two (9 January)

Here's Barnaby and me with Mount Cook in the distance. You can see why the Maori call it Aoraki - 'the cloud piercer'.

Barnaby also had a look through the binoculars at the Sir Edmund Hillary Alpine Centre.

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Akaroa: Day Eighty (7 January)

The tourist route to Akaroa had lots of bends but the views were wonderful, taking us all round the rim of the extinct volcanic crater that now forms the harbour. (Akaroa means 'long harbour' in the local Maori language.)

We checked into a lovely motel called La Rochelle and had the best fish and chips I've ever tasted for supper (excellent value too).

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Christchurch: Day Seventy-Eight (5 January)

Here's Barnaby and me with one of the locals :-).

There are three times as many sheep in New Zealand as there are people.

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Sydney: Day Seventy-Six (3 January)

The trees in the Botanic Gardens were full of flying foxes hanging upside down. Their other name is Fruit Bats, which is a more accurate description because they are bats and they like to eat fruit, the same as me :-). They are quite at home here, even in the middle of the city.

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Blue Mountains: Day Seventy-Five - Part Two (2 January)

I was a bit nervous about riding on the Scenic Train as I'd been warned it was so steep the bag I was in might fall off the seat. Fortunately the seats have been changed to bucket ones so I was all right.

We rode back up in the Skyway cable car. I wasn't as scared as on my first trip on one in Kuranda.

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Blue Mountains: Day Seventy-Five - Part One (2 January)

This a menu of all the different kinds of eucalyptus leaves that koalas can eat. It was on display at Featherdale Wildlife Park.

Like people, koalas can be quite fussy and definitely have their favourite types of eucalyptus. That's part of the reason why they have become endangered.

Morris