Milford Sound was so epic and enormous that I couldn’t even capture a fraction of what it was really like. It had this calm, sacred vibe to it and I felt like humans shouldn’t even be allowed there. We wove our camper down through the valleys and tunnels, stopping every five seconds to take photos and finally arrived at the harbour.
When we got there, we took an overnight cruise into the Fiord (incorrectly named a “Sound” apparently), ate a delicious three course meal, learned about the history of the place, learned about how New Zealanders skin possums, went for a ride on a mini speed boat, saw dolphins and seals, ventured out into the Tasman sea and vowed never to return home. I had to be carried back… as you can see in the last photo.
Pics of me taken by Jon Baginski