A day in the car today …. We set off early from Strahan as the plan is to get right over to the east coast by this evening – a drive of about six and a half hours. However, to
Coast to coast
Flash Gordon …
The Gordon (and Franklin) river(s) were subject to an intense and polarised environmental battle in the early 1980s. The nascent green movement which had coalesced in the battle against the dams which created Lake Pedder strengthened and organised to fight
Shimmying around Strahan
A nice lazy start today as we had nothing in particular planned. The forecast was for rain (much needed around here) later in the day, so we decided to head off walking down the Ocean Beach Trail. This is just
From the Cradle to Strahan
Today was moving on day once again, so the usual routine kicked in. Pack everything away again (amazing how much we can spread ourselves out in a room after just two days), move it to the car and squeeze it
Walking around the Cradle
Cradle Mountain National Park was apparently used for the filming of the documentary When Dinosaurs Roamed America. This only misrepresents the park in two ways, but both are fairly fundamental – firstly it is Tasmania and not America and secondly
A taste of Tasmania
Around 9am the Spirit of Tasmania squeezed its way down the Mersey River and into Devonport and fairly slickly we disembarked. From there the first stage went according to plan – the pre-loved car (pre-loved to the tune of 300,000km!)
Meandering around Melbourne
14th March Parked up in the caravan park in Geelong, we decided this would be an ideal base to explore Melbourne for a day. So we headed to South Geelong station where a very helpful station guard helped us buy
The last of the ocean road
From Otway we headed on to the east this morning to cover the last of the Ocean Road. We headed through Apollo Bay and then stopped for a short walk up to Carisbrook Falls. As with everywhere else, the volume
Observing the Otways
With another day at the campsite on Cape Otway, we decided to do a tour of the Cape. The advice from the lady at the campsite was to start with Mait’s Rest. Immediately she said I made stereotypical assumptions about
To the altar of the ocean road
This morning we left Camperdown and headed south back towards Port Campbell. Driving along I had the song ‘Camptown Races’ as an earworm – not quite the Camperdown Races, but Camperdown did have a racecourse and if you sing it