The Eglinton River

After leaving Bluff we headed sort of west, and intended to make it to a town called Lake Manapouri, but couldn't pass up another NZ capital.

 NZ rush hour (Lamb Jam)

We wanted to stay at the Possum Lodge. Unfortunately, Red was on vacation, so we moved on to Te Anau for the night.

The next morning we headed out for the Eglinton River. Except for the ever-present wind, the day was beautiful. There had been a lot of rain the last couple days and I was afraid that the river would be either too high or too cloudy to fish. It turned out that neither was the case.

At the end of the day we decided to camp for the night. We picked a great spot where we had the place to ourselves. It poured all night.

Another warm NZ spring day: