It's a 3 hour car ride from Dunedin to Queenstown. We certainly didn't expect to walk the whole way but we had enough apples and peanut butter to last us a few days if need be. Need not be. Just when I was starting to toy with the idea of sleeping in a sheep barn and turning this estimated 3 hour car ride into a 3 day, poorly planned camping trip, an unmarked, windowless black van pulled over in front of us. Just kidding, it was a sweet old couple named Maryanne and Keith on their way home from visiting their grandson. They owned an orchard a few towns up and offered us a ride as far as they could. They must have seen our bag of apples and thought, "look honey! There's a couple of chaps who must be trying to deliver those apples somewhere. Lets give them a ride." Right you are Maryanne, we need to get these apples to Queenstown! We strung together another ride with a younger guy named Pete on his way home from work and he was kind enough to drop us and our apples in front of a popular burger joint. After what turned into a 10 hour day of standing, walking, sitting and, at times, running, we were keen to sink our teeth into a juicy burger.
Queenstown is a popular destination in New Zealand and recognized around the world as one of the best adventure sport locations in the world. Bungy, skydive, jet boat, heli-ski, and mountain biking. If you seek to get the adrenaline pumping, this is the place to do it. Or, if you don't have $600 to blow in a day, you can play frisbee golf and go for a hike. We chose the latter.
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