Josh Hartnet and a Hardman's Shot
Trip Start Oct 28, 2004
105Trip End Aug 08, 2005
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After, we drove to a rather secluded beach and took a 15 minute walk to a seal colony. Now these weren't the ugly ones with growths all over their faces that you see in California. These were NZ fur seals that looked as if they should be in a show at Sea World. Luckily for us it is early in the summer and there were pups everywhere just hobbiling around. There were about 100 seals in the colony and Molly and I wanted to take one with us. It would have been wrong to kick Danni out to make extra room so we left them all on the rocks
Our final stop on the journey of free fun was to see the Pancake Rocks and Blowholes. The pancake rocks were a site to see but it was lowtide and we were left to imagine what spouting water actually looked like. As it turned out however, Danni was named Queen of Pancake while Molly became Server of Pancake and I became Eater of Pancake. It's a rather lovely domain and we expect the castle to be stunning.
We cooked dinner in the park across from the pancake rocks and during dinner were approached by a German Rocket Scientist hitchhiker (he really was an areospace engineering student) looking for a ride to Greymouth. We rearranged the van and threw him and Mike in the back and us three girls rode in the front. Greymouth was only an hour and a half ride but once we got there he wanted more and he continued to travel with us for the 4 hours it took us to get to Fox Glacier. We arrived at 1am and pulled off the road next to a river to camp for the night. Turns out that he didn't want to stay there because there was a posted sign that explained there was a 1 percent chance of flooding. We had to drive to the other side of the river where he felt safer. I've never met a demanding hitchhiker before (well I've only met one other) and I figure it probably doesn't get him far most of the time
The next morning we ate lunch while we looked at the great glacier and planned our hike into it for the following day. Mike went on a few other hikes and left us girls at a cafe/resturant/bar for a much needed cup of coffee. There we found out that Josh Harnett was in town and would be coming for drinks later that night. If it was good enough for an A-list celeb it was a good enough plan for us.
The rain started during the late afternoon and it soon escalated into hurricane like conditions. So we didn't feel too badly about spending our night at the bar. What else were we going to do? Mike headed out on his own and we ate a fabulous dinner of baquette sandwhiches with brie, apples and other goodies (made in the van, mind you)without him and then went out for the night. We ended up hanging out with the locals and not Joshy because we figured we didn't travel to the other side of the world to hang out with americans...um we can do that back home...bring on the Kiwi culture.
Being a town of only 200 people everyone knew everyone and everyone wanted to meet us. Of course I like to think it was our magnetic personalities that brought everyone to our table but I can safetly assume it was because we were three girls in a bar of only 10 something guys in Fox Glacier to work for the summer. As we all know drinking is what a small town does best and we were witness to a Hardman's Shot (snort the salt, lemon in the eye, down a shot of tequilla) and to one of the best drinking games I've seen yet. Taught to us by two girls, the game "Roxanne" requires the favorite Police song Roxanne to be played and the table splits sides between Roxanne and Red Light
The rain was still pouring down when we left and we took our new friend Ash to see our van on his way home. It was either our magnetic personalities or him taking pity on our situation, but either way he took us back to his place (staff accomodation/hostel of sorts) and let us sleep in the vacant room next door. We were soaked from head to toe and there was only a queen sized matress and box spring in the room but we couldn't have been happier. It was one of the best night sleeps we've had. And all for free!
The rain continued through the night and when we made it to the glacier hike office the next morning found out it was supposed to continue for 28 hours, dropping 40ml per hour. Those are flood conditions so they cancelled our hike. Fine with us because who wants to hike a glacier in the rain?
We hopped in the van and drove to Queenstown hoping for better weather and a shower. New Year's is fast approaching and Molly and I are hoping that our future hometown proves to be a fun venue. Happy New Year to you all! We can't wait to hear your stories!