On the 3rd day, we took a scenic flight into a secluded area called Siberia Valley. We stayed one night there (Patrick and I were the only ones that opted to tent it and it was the best choice).
Once we arrived in Siberia, we hiked to Lake Crucibal, an elavated glacial lake. It too was amazing and the hike was full of beautiful waterfalls and freezing cold river passings.
(Oh, and by the way, The next morning, we hiked to our jet boat which zig zagged its way back to town. Then we drove to Queenstown and had time to hang out in the town. We did a hike up Ben Lomand and took a gondola ride back down. It was beautiful. (I feel like I'm running out of suitable adjectives to descibe the things I've seen and done on this trip.)
After 2 days, we left Queenstown and traveled towards Milford Sound. We did an amazing bike ride through a valley (who's name I can't remember). Patrick had the perfect way of describing the scenery of the ride..."This is the type of scenery you see on brochures for churches. This is what makes people believe in something greater than themselves." It was so incredible! Then drove through to Milford Sound, where we were surrounded by even more awe inspiring glacial mountains and valleys. We had a great night of laughter and talking with our group.
The next morning we kayaked Milford Sound. And although it was raining, it was fantastic. The mountains came alive with waterfalls. We also saw penguins.
In the end, I'm overwhelmed by how much I've experienced and still have to experience. I can't believe how lucky we are.