Up until last night, the only times I've been shaken awake on this holiday have been by Nadia either complaining about my snoring or asking me to escort her to the toilet block for a late night visit. Last night however we had the pleasure of an earthquake 70K west of Milford Sound measuring 6.7 on the richter scale which almost shook our fillings out. My first thought on waking up to a shaking van was that I'd failed to put the handbrake on and we were careering into the lake. Thankfully that wasn't the case.
So, it would be more interesting if I could report 70's disaster movie style carnage but there were no downed electricity pylons or cracked roads. In fact, the only visible (or audible) impact was LOTS of gossip around camp this morning about it.
Anyway, we can officially say we've been in an earthquake. I for one think that's an achievement.
PS. We're now in Queenstown after a visit to Doubtful Sound (another fiord) today. It's still raining...and there is more to come. Nadia's canyon swing tomorrow - expect beaucoup de coverage of that!
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