Castle Hill

Time to leave Christchurch—for now. On the way to my destination, Arthur’s Pass, I stopped at Castle Hill, which reminded me a lot of Scotland. And with that, I also thought of Maddie, who would have absolutely loved climbing on top of every single rock here.

I hiked the 40-minute loop, wondering the entire time whether the rock in picture 5 was giving me the finger!

I particularly appreciated the tourists who were trying to take a picture of the scenery (apparently not of me) as I was walking through. Wanting to be considerate, I stepped out of the way so as not to block their view. They thanked me for that. You’d think they’d extend me the same courtesy, right? Fat chance! That was hilariously rude of them.

I continued driving to my lodge for the night—surrounded by hills, streams, and forests. I loved that. The lodge itself is nice, though there’s not much to do around here… apart from collecting a few mushrooms. Looking forward to dinner! 😃Read more