A woman in the Antipodes and in the Far East . FOOT OF TE ANAN WELLINGTON TO TE ANAU 17 had finished our meal or not, we all made a desperate rushior the boat, not caring to run any risk of losing it. At this early hour the lake was superb. The gentlegrey mist drawn from the water by the rising sun, and thegrand peaks pushing their way through the swathing clouds,repaid one for any little personal inconvenience. Weglided along for three or four happy hours, covering a dis-tance of just upon forty miles, the length of the lake. To see and assimilate such abundant beauty would r
A woman in the Antipodes and in the Far East . FOOT OF TE ANAN WELLINGTON TO TE ANAU 17 had finished our meal or not, we all made a desperate rushior the boat, not caring to run any risk of losing it. At this early hour the lake was superb. The gentlegrey mist drawn from the water by the rising sun, and thegrand peaks pushing their way through the swathing clouds,repaid one for any little personal inconvenience. Weglided along for three or four happy hours, covering a dis-tance of just upon forty miles, the length of the lake. To see and assimilate such abundant beauty would re-quire at least a week for Te Anau alone: as it was, wesat and drank in as much as we could in the time at ourdisposal. As we neared the upper end of the lake the water be-came very murky, and was strewn with fallen trees andgeneral forest wreckage, evidently the after-effects of aterrific storm among the mountains, and we were thankfulwe had escaped it. Towards midday, the steamer anchored at the landingstage on Clinton Bay. Leaving our packs to follow us o
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