Stewart Island.
The Southernmost point on the South Island: Bluff. As you can see, it’s a ways to Tokyo.
Packing gear and food.
Ann’s view from what should be called Ann’s seat.
We headed out to the mouth of the Rakeahua River to some beautiful sunsets and islands of Manuka (LEP sco) in the sky.
Kiwi’s say “Choice.”
Snails and crabs seem to be the main thoroughfare in the Rakeahua estuary.
Immortalizing ourselves in the middle of the bush.
Identifying species, sometimes even those unknown to science. No. Seriously. (TRI ant)
Fern allies?
An orchid way up high. Hardy little buggers.
And a world of ferns, all over the place…
These weird beings came out and put on a spectacular light show for us one night.
Then they packed up camp and headed up the Freshwater River for some more vegetation plots and plant IDing.
Paterson Inlet.
Clint Eastwood – pirate of the DOC seas.
Showing the Freshwater who’s boss.
Showin’ the rat who’s boss.
Trampers …
Ant, the GPS king with his sceptre.
Kiri always blazes the trail and has the amazing ability to find lost plots and be excited about doing them.
The track in and out for 5 days… wet, yeah!
Obvious excitement is a must in this job. The Freshwater floodplain.
Antelope.
K. Moana.
What biologists do on rainy days stuck in the hut.
What I do on rainy days stuck in the hut.
Boots that get used.
Party Trick – when the Wild Turkey is gone, it’s gone.
Plottin’ it up.
The Ruggedies standing out on the skyline on the eastern side of the Island.
Nice vest, dude.
The Chocolate Swamp on the way to Mason Bay.
The old David Brown that used to haul out the bales of wool. These pics are really for my dad.
Dead penguin. Cute. But dead.
The Gutter at the end of Mason Bay.
The colours here are astounding.
Simon the mighty hunter was a genuine dude.
Chris back in Bluff, walking the white line.
Homes checkin’ the surf at Trees – a beach where there aren’t really trees just outside Riverton.
The Pipster would rather chase seagulls.
Yea, bro!
Bling bling!
Boring doppelgangers make for symmetrical shots.
This may become popular someday, but I wouldn’t put money on it.
The big C droppin’ in…
… and rippin’ it up.
What a great trip. My apologies for the seemingly unorganized pictures sequence in the entry, but three weeks just can’t be summed up in 60 photos – it would take a lot more for me to give a real idea of the people I was with and places I went there. Hopefully you enjoyed them, nontheless.
Wonderful photos. Can’t wait to see them all!
Nice job Dan. I laughed lots. The beard is gone but the memories linger. You have an extraordinary ability to document in images and words. On to the next adventure. I am now at one with my fam and garden. Later bro, Ant.
Bro, just stumbled on this while checking to see if the Urtica website was still there. You still coming over? We got some plots to do on the West Coast (Hokitika) in January….
Best of luck to the highest roller
You’re getting me fired up for Stewart Island/Rakiura bro. Thanks.