The weather gods continued to smile on us in midsummer Mackenzie Country. Here at Lake Pukaki we were treated to this unfiltered sunshine, cardboard cutouts of scenery overlaid like mosaic with Aoraki surreal and crinkled, shaggy with impressionist ice, in the background. The lake's colour looks 'fake', overshooting its mark, going beyond the simulacrum blue of water to a solid dye-like hue.
Our driver informed us that there are "about five days" every year--non-consecutive--when the view looks this clear.
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