Queenstown is the idyllic South Island winter holiday destination, with so much to do outdoors - walks, jet boating, skiing, and four-wheel driving. If you've been to Queenstown before, you know exactly why it is so worth going back for another holiday: the natural beauty is astounding. Each time we go to Queenstown we always end up looking at real estate and dreaming of moving down there and completely changing the lifestyle we live. Practicalities and finances always end up preventing the big life change, but we can still dream!
We hadn't been down to Queenstown with three mobile children, so going to the winter wonderland with young children meant thinking of what to do and where to take them was a little different than when we were there on our own (or with babies strapped to our fronts and backs). After pulling together all our research, we soon had a rough plan of what we could do each day (children's sleep and weather permitting). I had thought that it may be a little bit challenging finding things to do with the kids and some of the more popular options you think of when visiting Queenstown were not necessarily child-friendly. Our one, three and five years olds would certainly not appreciate the Shotover Jet boat or AJ Hackett Bungy jump just yet! We still managed to find plenty to do, a week's worth of great family activities in Queenstown, plus some time out for us as well. Given how much we ended up craming in I’ve separated with blog into one day at a time! So here’s day 1:
We spent our first day at the Kiwi Birdlife Park, which is next door to the Skyline Gondola. I’ve walked past here many times before but never actually visited, and with three young children who all love animals and birds, this was a must on our holiday. It didn’t disappoint! We got there in time for the first of four daily Kiwi feeding times. We took the advice and arrived into the kiwi houses early to allow our eyes to get used to the dark. The kids were in awe – four kiwi’s in total running backwards and forwards and falling over their own feet knowing that they were about to be fed. The Park ranger who was feeding the kiwis was very patient with my five year old who asked some pretty random questions!