After a restorative cup of tea in Owaka, we drove past New Zealand's Niagara Falls. They are not quite on the same scale as the ones on the Canadian/American border which I've also been to. (I'll tell you about that trip another time).
From there we drove down to the petrified forest at Curio Bay. Although we often use the word petrified to describe feeling really scared it actually means being turned to stone, which is exactly what happened to these trees. They've become fossils.
We eventually arrived in Invercargill in time for dinner and an early night as we're heading even further South tomorrow.
Barnaby
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