On our way down to Hobart we decided to take a diversion – a similar diversion to the one made by thousands of convicts from 1833 onwards – to Port Arthur. The differences between our journey and theirs were manifold
We are now heading south and we had been recommended en route to visit Maria Island, so we booked a morning ferry across to the island from Triabunna. The ferry takes just half an hour and lands at a jetty
With another day staying at Freycinet, we decided to explore a little further afield. We started though with a browse around a couple of other sites in the National Park. We started with Honeymoon Bay – perhaps not entirely appropriate
One of the main reasons for coming to Freycinet was to see the National Park and, with the park visitor information centre just a couple of miles down the road, it was easy to get there promptly. As ever, the
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
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
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
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
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
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!)