Mount Cook

3,724 metres. First climbed on Christmas day 1894.
Yvonne finally revealed what all the 'training' was for. Luckily for Mike it only meant a 3 hour hike along the valley, following the Tasman river to its 'iceberg' festooned lake. Fortunately, it was raining as well.

It is a gradual incline with some quite steep sections to the lake that the glaciers feed. There were two small, and rapidly melting 'bergs', about big enough for a large G&T. Any disappointment was quelled by the 50 mph gusts of wind driven rain.

It took much less time to return as the slope was to our advantage, and the wind was to our backs.

Staying at Mount Cook Lodge. Some fantastic views from our bedroom.

Some photos, view from the bedroom, Yvonne about to cross one of the tributary rivers, crossing one of three gorge bridge's, at the source (the little blue things in the distance are ice Berg's).