We continued up the coast from Dunedin on the way to Christchurch. Along the way, with no particular stops in mind, we saw a sign that said "Moeraki Boulders." It looked like a quick and easy detour, so we stopped. The Moeraki Boulders turned out to be one of the strangest things I've ever seen. They are rocks, 6 feet in diameter, most of them perfectly spherical.
How there were formed is not well understood, but some sort of accretion process is hypothesized, like a pearl. My theory is that this is where god lost his marbles.
Christchurch is one of the larger cities, and renowned to be fairly conservative, but Jennifer and I liked it. By this time we had thoroughly indulged in the natural beauty of New Zealand, and were ready for a change of pace. We bought gifts for friends and family (and ourselves.) We rode the streetcar and walked through Hagley Park, a big beautiful botanical garden in the center of town.
One of the many golf courses I didn't play was in Hagley Park. Being in downtown Christchurch, it was one of the more expensive. Green fees were $6.50 US.
This was the scene in town square. The guy in the red jacket was beating all challengers throughout the day.