We drove south along the Southern Alps, pit-stopping in Fairlie where we had some amazing pies for lunch (salmon and bacon!) and happened upon a vintage car show.
In Fairlie someone recommended that we see lake Tekapo on our way to wherever we were going, which sounded great to me, so I told Josh I wanted to stop there.
It was mythic. Just pure, saturated color in fresh chilly air. I don't think you could want anything else.
The emotional highlight of the weekend came completely unplanned. After breakfast we set out towards Mt. Cook. I was loving the striking contrast between the gold and green-brown we were driving through and the stark white mountains in the distance--white, but also somehow hyper-saturated, so they looked iridescent in the sun. At a point along the road we began seeing this strange milk-glass cloud sitting among those mountains. Like something out of an epic poem, we followed the road towards the cloud and stumbled on a glacial lake so beautiful we thought, this could only be a place where great towering gods live.
I've never met a camera that was as good as my eyes in a situation like this (and that's saying something, my eyes are terrible) but we tried to capture it anyway in an effort akin to trying to catch starlight in a jar. What we got instead is this poorly-shot, 90s-style home video, but we hope you enjoy it anyway.
Thanks to Josh and Queen Elizabeth II, for making all of this possible! I never knew you'd work so well together, but now I don't think you should ever stop.