
Perhaps the initial adrenaline and excitement of our arrival masked the fatigue and jet lag from our travel, but Day 2 was a catch-up and recover day. Peter, Jon and Larry booked a charter to Milford Sound, just thirty minutes South of Queenstown via puddle jumper. Having been there with Julia just five years earlier, I decided to stay home and try my luck fishing for trout and salmon. Unlike the guys, who have amazing photographs (thanks to our designated trip photographer Larry), I have nothing to

show for my experience. I decided to let the fish go, in fact I ultimately decided not to bother even catching them at all. I did enjoy the boat ride and long chat with the head of the charter company. You know Queenstown is small (population 30,000) because 'Stu' knew about all of our commercial and our itinerary for the week. As a random plane passed overhead, he said, "Th're your fellers coming back from Milford." In fact it was their plane - it was a little freaky in a 'Deliverance' kind of way. When I asked him how he knew that they were my friends and that they were traveling to Milford Sound he said, 'just know' and I thought it best to halt the inquiry at tht point. I later learned he lost the bid to provide props for the 'fishing scene' in the Male version of the spot. Again, small town.
In the evening we met with JC and Dave to review some new copy for the spots, graphics treatments and other details for the shoot. If the weather holds, we should be ready to start shoot tomorrow. However, a wind storm has moved in which could create havoc on the set. We shall see...
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