This time of year is suppose to be good for spotting sea lions. Something about the octupus' life cycle making good feeding for the sea lions (or so says my forever MORE informed husband). Originally I hadn't planned on going... being the very committed (or needing to be committed) student that I am. But, when our friend offered to drive us up to Aramoana I couldn't say no. Nice sunny days are hard to find in the winter here in Dunedin, and Sunday was just one of these days. So here's a little placement for you to orient yourselves (and yes I'm fully aware my dork reading is off the charts):
This is Otago Harbour. Dunedin is located way at the bottom. We went near the big red arrow (Aramoana), that is across the water from the tip of the peninsula.
On the way up, we made a scenic stop at Port Chalmers. This would be an anchor commemorating something very important... I didn't read the plaque, so maybe I'm guessing.
Port Chalmers is where all the cruise ships come to dock. It's quaint and oh so picturesque.
The hills and mountains in this country are still just so unreal to me. I've been to the Grand Canyon, driven through the Peruvian Andes, stood on the rock of Gibraltar, and still... the landscape here is just crazy beautiful. Unlike anything I've ever seen.
This would be me and our friend Kevin (he might be the nicest Kiwi ever)!!
On our walk back to his car to continue our journey, we were greeted by like a dozen roosters. It was actually really freaky to me for some reason. Maybe it's because they didn't seem overly excited to see me, and they kept cock-a-doodling.
Once we got to Aramoana the view was spectacular. We walked all the way out on a natural pier to see if we could spy any creatures.
Unfortunately, the sea lions got the memo that we were coming, and high tailed it out. We didn't get to see any, but it was still definitely worth the trip. Across the water was the light house at the end of the peninsula...
This would be Kevin looking hard for rocks that move... a.k.a. sea lions. He says it's hard to tell them apart.
I on the other hand entertained myself jumping from big rock to bigger rock until I got to the very end. I was very proud that I didn't fall, overshoot, nor any of the other TOTALLY reasonable things to expect from me.
It's hard to believe sometimes how cool this land really is. Kevin has traveled all over the world, lived abroad, and has come back home. I asked him if he would leave again to live somewhere else, and after giving it some thought he said, "No". He said New Zealand is the place for him. It was wonderful to spend the afternoon with someone who loves their home enough to stay out of choice, and have them show you the things they love about it.
Aramoana beat studying hands down!