New Zealand photos > Canyon Swing & Days 1 & 2 in Qnstwn
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Our mint apartment is up there in the complex of silver roofs. Being at the top of the hill provided great views.
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This is the view from our 1st floor living room, with Queenstown's main street and Lake Wakatipu. Did we mention our apartment is a 3-bedroom duplex?!?!?! Yeehaw.
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Night 1 in Queenstown, we were referred to a little bar called Monty's where we met this sweet bartender, Eliott from RENO who went to MIT! Everyone sing it with me: "It's a small world afterall...."
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Also at Monty's we talked to Gabriel from Ireland, who had once RV-ed through the United States with friends. His best line was, "Once we broke down in a place called Jamaica, New York. I didn't know there was such a place! A young kid offered to replace our radiator for $20, then we saw that he was stealing another radiator to put into our RV!" What a hilarious story, especially with the Irish accent...
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One of those silly signs at the parking lot of freaky Canyon Swing, customed for fear-filled patrons
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Our first glimpse of the Canyon Swing jump platform was an intimidating sight....
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A photo from Canyon Swing diagramming the platform, the freefall and swing arc.
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Getting harnessed up
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In Whitney's head: "Oh my God... Oh My God... Oh My God... Oh My God... Oh My God... Oh My God... Oh My God... Oh My God... Oh My God... Oh My God..."
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After the jump, the nervous energy is channeled into grateful hugs to the instructors (aka Torturers)
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In Whitney's head: "I can't believe I'm not dead... I can't believe I'm not dead... I can't believe I'm not dead... I can't believe I'm not dead... I can't believe I'm not dead... I can't believe I'm not dead..."
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On the other side of the canyon, hikers watched us plummet. They are so small, they're little dots of color on the rugged landscape.
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The tension in John's face is so intense....
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There's still time to reconsider, Johnny!
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On the edge.... Holy &#%!
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After the jump. All smiles!!!!!!!!!!!
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Cheery remnants from our Canyon Swing experience - drawings on our hands representing our order in which the group jumped. John had a kiwi bird.
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Whit's hand drawing was of the green mountains with a strange red blob at the bottom... a bloodied woman whose bungy cord snapped?! OMG.
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The adrenaline from the Canyon Swing prompted a spontaneous (yet much-needed) haircut.
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Let's face it, the black roots were getting pretty serious
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We asked for a quick mowhawk before it was all shaved off...
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It's very 'Mad Max," isn't it?
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Rock and Roll, mate!
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...And the mowhawk is gone. EVERYTHING is gone!
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Sad little blonde hairs: You guys had a good run in South Africa and Australia! Thanks for the good memories
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Looking like a US Marine. Hoo-Ra!
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Downtown Queenstown is very cute. Very Aspen or Carmel-by-the-Sea.
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Across the the previous photo, a sweet little boardwalk along the marina
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Man, New Zealander's love their sheep
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New Zealand's team America's Cup boat lives at this marina
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Statue of a Moa in one of Queenstown's many green spaces.
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What's a MOA, you may ask?
