On our last day in Clyde we travelled to Alexandra, a much larger town and about 10 minutes drive from Clyde. Alexandra is known as the hottest, driest and coldest town in New Zealand, according to the information on the town's web page. It started off as a gold mining town, but is now known for all the orchards and vineyards that surround it.
The old bridge, the columns standing proud. Before the stone bridge was build there was a punt to take people and their goods over the Clutha River.
The start of the walking/cycle path, which runs alongside the Clutha River.
Catherine, David and Walter all lost in thought, or admiring the scenery, or doing both.
Now where are the cowboys? It certainly looks like a scene from a wild west movie. The pine trees on the side of the cliffs are not native to NZ but appear to be establishing at an alarming rate.
Another beautiful view as we walked along the path.
Interesting layers of rock. A lava flow?
We continued on walking, very relaxing, except for the cyclists that crept up behind you without calling out a warning or ringing their bells. The silent approach here. Very scary.
Sheer cliffs.
A narrow pass,
with an overhang above. Not the place to be in an earthquake.
Trees seeking the sun.
And back to the old bridge with the new one, built in the early 1980s, towering overhead.
Back home for a welcome drink.
And the end of a lovely few days in Clyde.
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