Nice early but cool start today, the Kingston Flyer crew are hosting an event in aid of the Stroke Foundation and they were expecting upwards of 500 people on each day this weekend. Both Locos (788 and 795) have been fired up and the remaining three passenger carriages brought out to form a double headed 7 carriage train.
Loco 788 ready for the days work
Robin and Jenny are having some battery problems so we headed for Frankton to get groceries and find an Auto Electrical Outlet. That was a waste of time, obviously the overpriced tradesmen in Queenstown don’t work on Saturday mornings - much to Robin’s disgust.
We didn’t hang around too long nobody was interested in the commercialised blot on the landscape that was Queenstown.
We left and meandered along through the Kawarau Gorgewith it’s spectacular scenery, past AJ Hacketts bungy operation and on until arriving at “Roaring Meg” . To european settlers roaring Meg was known as Kirtle Burn. How did it become known as Roaring Meg ? Some say it was named after the turbulent and voluble red haired Maggie Brennan the barmaid from the local hotel. The are other opinions on it’s naming but not so interesting. The outfall in the right hand photo is from a hydro power scheme which feeds into the gorge.
Tremendous scenery throughout this area the trees starting to show their autumn colours which is something this area is famous for.
Down the Gorge Autumn Colours
After a spot of lunch at Roaring Meg we moved on into Cromwell, the fruitbowl capital with it’s iconic large sign outside the town.
Le Petit Chateau by the Sign
Our camp for the night is at Locharburn on a farm set in the hills above Lake Dunstan.
Parked in the Paddock
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