Here’s a silly, tragic story for you. In June, I returned from our Queenstown trip with over 3000 photographs, which I transferred into a folder on my laptop. I accidentally deleted the entire folder without realising it and emptied the bin almost immediately (this is a very terrible habit of mine, I just don’t like seeing things sitting in the trash bin on my computer) and even after trying various recovery methods, I believe they’re lost for good. Thankfully, I’d already blogged about Arrowtown, Glenorchy, Coronet Peak and Amisfield by then, but all the pictures taken in the actual location of Queenstown (the pretty wildlife, the amazing food, the stunning view from the gondola, the surrounding snow-covered mountains, everything) were all gone before I’d even gotten around to sorting through them.
Well. I’ve finally gotten over the loss and now I know never to purge anything until I double check to see just what I’ve put in that dreadful digital bin. Anyway, these are the last of the undeleted pictures I actually still have that haven’t been uploaded to this blog yet, so here you go. A snowball fight amongst family, just before our lunch at Amisfield. The moral of the story here is: It’s seriously not a good idea to wear Converse when walking on snow because they’ll soak through and you’ll just end up with freezing wet socks. James and I learnt this lesson the hard way.