So we headed south. This was to be a leasurely drive, so the first stop would be at Omarama, about three and a half hours from home, and just the other side of Lake Tekapo. There’s a funky cafe called the Wrinkly Scrotum that we like to stop at for lunch.
No wait. That’s the Wrinkly Rams. As you were.
After a wee break, it was off to Clyde. Only an hour and a half down the road. The first two thirds are through the Lindis Valley, and the rest is down the length of Lake Dunstan, a man-made lake created by building a dam on the Clutha river. It’s a beautiful lake, and a brilliant place if you’re into jet boating or jet skiing.
Apparently there was a lot of consternation and angst during the late 80’s and early 90’s, when it was being built. A lot of homes and orchards were to end up under water. Worse, there were bugs and caterpillars that could only survive along that riverbank, so the greenies got their panties in a bunch and did a few protests
To be fair, there was a guy who wrote a song about it, and it was really good. Look it up; John Hanlon’s “Damn the Dam”. Clearly showing my age.
Damn.
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