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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tonguez" data-source="post: 9477704" data-attributes="member: 1125">Cresting the summit of the Kilmog Hills you are rewarded with the views of endless pasture where vast flocks of sheep graze amidst the occasional patches of native kanuka, fern and tussock grass. The journey then descends towards the Otago Peninsula stretching south like a protective arm towards the sea, its rugged contours shrouded in a mist that rolls in from the pacific ocean.The open road grows narrower as you reach the city proper, nestled in a natural ampitheatre with the hills of Dunedin rising steeply around it, their old stately houses crowding in like hungry, sharp-eyed ravens. The hill roads level out as the river, the Water of Leith, reaches the harbour, it's deep and calm waters gleaming in shades of blue and gold, ships and smaller vessels bob at anchor, a lifeline vital to the southern colonies economy.  The University Clock Tower, the spires of St. Paul’s Cathedral and Knox Church, and the elaborate stonework of the Dunedin Railway Station stand out as a testament to the city’s heritage and gold-rush prosperity and eventually lead you to the Octagon, the eight-sided plaza that marks the city’s vibrant, curated center. In front of the Cathedral the great looming statue of the Robert Burns proclaims this place as truly the last Scottish outpost far away, on the other side of the world...</blockquote>