From Oamaru we head back inland to the Mackenzie country. This is tussock, lake and mountain country. In the 1860’s a shepherd working in the area found a pass through the mountains into a valley only known about by the Maoris. James Mackenzie took advantage of this and started to gather other people’s sheep with the help of his dog Friday. They drove them over the pass into the rich tussock country on the other side. He found a willing buyer who asked no questions and all went well. But eventually he was caught and sentenced to hard labour for 7 years.
It was an overcast day and the low cloud meant no view of Mount Cook. When we pulled into Twizell looking for a hostel the towns accommodation was booked out, even the bed and breakfast places were full. A New Zealand schools rowing regatta was taking place over 3 days. Quite literally no room at the inn…
So we drove on to Lake Tekapo. Plenty of room here.
Next morning we woke to another overcast day. We drove up Mount John to the observatory for a coffee
As we drove back down the clouds magically lifted and there was Mount Cook.