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Trying to think of a catchy title can sometimes be the biggest stump of all in writing these blogs. Although this entries´ title doesn´t create a glamorous image, it is the truth. I never meant to be behind the wheel with so many splats behind me, it just worked out that way. Really I´m trying to help out the New Zealand conservation department as the possum population is a very significant problem for the rest of the wildlife, most importantly, the national symbol of New Zealand, the flightless kiwi bird.

From the Queen of Roadkills

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2005-12-24 18:01:25

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Trying to think of a catchy title can sometimes be the biggest stump of all in writing these blogs. Although this entries´ title doesn´t create a glamorous image, it is the truth. I never meant to be behind the wheel with so many splats behind me, it just worked out that way. Really I´m trying to help out the New Zealand conservation department as the possum population is a very significant problem for the rest of the wildlife, most importantly, the national symbol of New Zealand, the flightless kiwi bird.

In fact, I even passed one tourist attraction that made everything on site from possums...possum pie, possum stew, possum rugs sweaters and hats. If only I´d known about them before, I could have brought along all of my road victims for a discount. Well really I think I only hit one...but there have sadly been a few birds too. It´s life on the road I swear! I never meant to be a Roadkill Queen!

Having left Franz Joseph Glacier after my afternoon climb, the next stop to pull over for a cup of semi decent coffee was in the little town of Ross. It had been recomended to me by some other travellers

Luckily I wasn´t standing so close to this one!
who had been taken in by the charms of the former goldmining glory days. During my visit I was still plagued by the heavy clouds making it difficult to find the golden nugget. I did find a Lonely Planet writer who was traipsing around town making a few updates. Had he not been so engrossed in his task, I may have asked him to join me so I could bombard him with questions about travel writing. But really, I was more in the mood to drive on. The coastline was beautiful, although the wishwashing of the windscreen wipers prevented me from seeing everything at its´finest. I pulled over in Hokitika and dove for cover in a few of the many many jade shops.

When I´m asked where I´m from, I usually struggle to come out with ...