"And paradise was found"; it is easy to say that about this mystical region in the Fiordland National Park- the Milford Sound. However, my eyes see it as an important piece of the paradise, which is scattered throughout the South Island. My eyes and my brain were in constant conflict during the four hour drive; the former did not want to miss on the spectacular scenery outside the window, while the later wanted to dose off since the day had begun an hour or two earlier than usual! Hordes of sheep, cows and deer grazing in vast expanses of green pastures, with yellow and green mountains and an occasional river or two in the back drop, sights straight out of a romantic Bollywood song (the only part missing was the dashing hero and the lovely heroine dressed in her transparent yellow sari and an off-shoulder blouse, dancing to the melodious tunes!!) The hour long cruise through the Milford Sound was stunning; dozens of waterfalls adorned the overpowering mountains, the dominant feature being the 5560 ft tall Mitre Peak. This 13 km long fiord was carved by a succession of glaciers as they gouged a track to the sea. They say Milford sound is magical even in heavy rain and storm. However we were blessed by a crisp sunny afternoon. The return ride on the bus did seem a bit of a stretch; however was well worth the experience. Taking a scenic flight back to Queenstown is another much quicker and pricier option.
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