November 24th and 25th: Doubtful Sound
We spent two days and one night on a boat in Doubtful Sound, which is in fact a fjord (not a sound). Captain Cook, who explored much of New Zealand, gave it its name because he doubted there would be enough wind to sail his ship back out, so he left it unexplored. Fortunately we didn’t — our boat had engines.
Our first view of Doubtful Sound from Wilmot Pass. It was cloudy for our entire visit and rainy off and on, but that only made it seem more wild and ethereal.
The recent rains created literally hundreds of temporary waterfalls down the steep walls of the fjord — another reason to be happy for the weather.
We kayaked around one of the arms of the fjord, getting thoroughly drenched and enjoying every second.
Two Fiordland Crested Penguins strut on the rocks. We also saw an island covered with seals, many napping, some preening, and a few attacking and bellowing at each other.
Enjoying one of the brief dry spells outside on the deck — though the rain didn't keep us inside much.
Night falls on the fjord.
Tags: Fiordland, NZ, South Island