Leaving the pass behind us, mountains got smaller and smaller, transforming into hills and eventually became flat farm land.
In the end we reached Christchurch,
a fairly big (for New Zealand) city which was hit badly by an earthquake in 2011. The city centre still looks pretty destroyed (especially the cathedral), but the people make the best out of it.
Interesting was the re:start shopping mall, which was built out of containers. A good way to attract people to the centre again. Though it was a not very spectacular city for us and so we left after a couple of days.
Visiting “Banks Peninsula”, south-east of Christchurch, was the next thing to do. There Milena did a 2-day hike, while I looked around trying to find some cool places. Milena’s track was badly signposted, therefore she had trouble finding the path, at the meantime I was relaxing in the sun and taking pictures.
Places like the lighthouse in the french town of Akaroa or an old lava flow in the blue hour created beautiful sceneries.
Finding an awesome jetty, I was motivated to do a self-portrait. This had to look so ridiculous to others (some people actually watched me)! I set up my tripod and camera, attached the remote control and jumped down the jetty. Climbing up again I tried out many different compositions.
To get the smooth water I had to expose for several seconds, meaning that I couldn’t move. So I jumped down, climbed up and tried to stay still, lying half way on the jetty.
Then I went to the camera, checking the composition and sharpness and had to do it all over again. After a few times I got the right photo and everyone thought I should see a psychologist.
This is the final result of “Last Resort”: