My holiday .... I think.

On the way to Wanaka.... to a fancy dress party.........

Suddenly ... with hang over (yeah Yeah Yeah... at last!) 

...on the way to Queenstown to see Aunty Barbie ....  

A quick fix...

On the boat in Doubtful Sound.... I think.....

Doubtful Sound ..... oh yeah baby ..... oh yeah......

another for Jemsicals.

Despite what the photos say.... we had the worst weather in 20 years or something ridiculous..... I had a damp bed and I fished in hail stormy snow ... but it was wonderful.  

Except for the food. 

Its a rule .... When you catch your first fish .... you let it go .....

It goes back in the water, swims away ... then tells all his friends you are a cool chick .....

Then they all want to bite your hook and you catch loads of fush....

Simple.

Up the creek without a paddle.....thats life.

The beautiful BUSH.

(Do you like these captions ? They feel kind of cheesey but hey .... its late.)

Thats how you really do it....... a good KIWI man ... the only one I have met .  

He was our SKIPPER!

BLUE COD ..... king of fush and chups.....  

I was the only person to catch one..... Woop woop!

I was the only person to kiss my fish. 

Then I had to bloody put that one back too!

Whats the bloody point?  No chips either.

OH!!!! What a beauty..... !?

Doubtful Sound ...... I think.

Jen the super cray fish picker extraordinaire.... she just dived in and picked 15 up ..... just like that.

Me on a bad day.

Ta ta.

Lou Cod Wid Wod.