Sometimes it is really a pain in the ass: Nice weather was promissed for today and the chances were really high for a nice flight over the mighty Tasman Glacier. The first flight (a reconnaissance flight) showed a high possibility for a glacier landing but when we arrived the sky was heavily clouded again. No comparison to the desastrous attempt to reach the Ball shelter a day before (we were wet till the bones) but again the weather made it impossible to enjoy the funny New Zealand inventions. The best thing is, that for tomorrow the forecast promissed a perfect cloudless sky around Aoraki (Mount Cook). But now we are back in Christchurch. And with us the rain.