While I was much more impressed with the quiet solitude of Doubtful Sound than the tourist-filled buzz of the more famous Milford Sound, the drive into Milford was one of the absolute highlights of my South Island road-tripping.
The aptly-named Mirror Lakes lie just a few metres off the road, but hidden behind the dense treeline it felt like we were in the middle of nowhere. Fish twisted and turned in the transparent waters, sunlight piercing the dark, weed-filled depths. Lazy insects searched for tiny morsels of food, buzzing haphazardly along the surface. And us? Well, we just stood and took it all in for a few minutes, enjoying the beauty of this quiet spot.
Oh New Zealand.