On February, 9th 2004, a plane transported me and my pushbike from Frankfurt to
Christchurch on the South Island of New Zealand. The traveling time of about
two days (one way) had been compensated by a three month ride on the isles.
First, I explored the southern Island with it's lonely roads, only interrupted by small villages with good camping possibilities. I visited the beautiful Steward Island and the great mountains (the Kiwis call them alps), saw some glaciers at the Westcoast (and a lot of rain) before I tracked the Abel Tasman great walk. From there, a ferryboat helped me to cross the Tasman Sea to the northern Island.
I cycled through the land of hills and valleys, saw, even hiked, some volcanoes (including Mt. Doom from Lord of the Rings), before I came to deep lakes, and Maori culture in a completely different climate as the one known from the southern Island. After about 3500km of driving on the wrong side of the road, I left New Zealand via Auckland.