In the morning, we explored Wanaka. It’s not a big town—just four or five streets lined with hiking shops, cafés, bars, and restaurants. In the off-season (that quiet time between hiking and skiing), it’s an idyllic little spot.
The day was grey, with low clouds clinging to the hills, showing no intention of lifting. It felt distinctly wintry.
We wandered through some shops, took a walk up to the DOC (Department of Conservation) office to grab maps, brochures, and the latest track updates, and had lunch. You know, the usual tourist stuff. With the weather threatening rain, we decided against hiking and instead opted for a drive north to the Blue Pools.
For a bit of context, Wanaka sits on the southern shore of Lake Wanaka. Just to its west is Lake Hawea—they’re so close that in some places, they’re less than a kilometre apart. The drive north along Highway 6 winds alongside Lake Hawea, then crosses over to Lake Wanaka, and it’s simply breathtaking.
The clouds were stubbornly persistent, though. To give you an idea:
This was the view across Lake Hawea. As you can see… a lot of cloud.
We made it to the Blue Pools, mostly because we needed a destination. The walk took us through mossy, vibrant green woodland—exactly the kind of place where you’d imagine all sorts of fantastic creatures living. At the end of the trail, a mountain stream joined the Makarora River. The crystal-clear glacial water refracted the light, giving it a strikingly blue hue.
It was absolutely beautiful.
Afterwards, we headed back to Wanaka. Late in the day, the sun finally began to pierce through the low clouds, creating surreal and breathtaking landscapes.
Dinner was Indian. Good Indian.
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Good looking sticks.
The best looking sticks around … shame they drowned