Around The World In 80 Waves

Having travelled the length of Arthur’s Pass there was still plenty of the Southern Alps left  to cross.

Pushing on I was delighted to stumble across Lake Pearson, which is as good a title for any lake that I can think of. I had to stop to enjoy the view and see what wildlife I could spot. 

The lake itself is hourglass shaped and in all honesty if somebody were to name a lake after me (unlikely) I would want it to be one somewhere as beautiful as this.

There wasn’t a breath of wind on the day I was there and the view was amazing.

I couldn’t resist stopping once more at the top of the next hill to look back at it.

You have to say it is in quite a pretty spot.

Well done to the Pearson concerned, for whatever your achievements were to merit such an honour.