Queenstown’s Best Experience?

Here I am in the Adventure Capital of the World. All around me, people are performing brave and mighty deeds as if they were everyday activities!

Here a man leaps from a bridge, there a woman hurls herself from a plane – on the other side of the city, groups of people hurtle along a river in a speed boat, mere inches from the rock face!

As a Guildsman, I must partake…

Hell, as a human being I must partake!

However, as a man who cannot choose between different flavours of yoghurt without having a brain aneurysm, I find myself paralysed with indecision. What to choose? Which mind-exploding experience is the…best?

Pamphlets are useless; any copywriter worth his whiskey can describe half a day of canyoning as though it were akin to witnessing a supernova. There is only one way to truly decide…

“What is the very best thing to do in Queenstown?”

I ask this question to at least half a dozen independent adjudicators, from hostel receptionists and coffee chop baristas, to adrenaline junkies and wine tour connoisseurs. They all reply the same way.

“You have to fly over Milford Sound.”

So here I am, an Queenstown airport…about to step into the copilot seat of a tiny, one-engined plane. After a 45 minute flight to Milford Sound, I will enjoy a 2-hour ferry ride across the water, followed by another 45 minute flight home.

It will be awesome. Quite how awesome, however, I do not yet realise:

About the Author
Ed Gamester is a silly man who lives in the United Kingdom. He is the harbinger of Ghost Squad, singer of Gay Bum and author of A Rum Run Awry. He fights, kills and dies for TV and films, and gallivants around the place wrestling, drinking and lifting things for glory and profit. Where Ed treads, there stamp the boots of the Guild. Ed does not wear glasses, but feels this photograph makes him look more intelligent and artistically talented than he is. Feel free to contact him: he is disappointingly affable.

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