We spend the night in Deloraine's YHA hostel, a rather regimented place - not quite necessary, since we were the only people staying there - where the somewhat eccentric owner felt the need to post signs absolutely everywhere, of which my favourite was "beds are for sleeping in, not on". Still, the hostel's quiet location at the top of a small hill gave us fabulous sunset views, with Tasmania's rugged central mountains silhouetted against a truly technicolour sky. That and not far off a century's worth of National Geographic back issues made for a nice peaceful evening. Deloraine is a quaint, small place, nestled on the banks of the aptly named Meander River, and consists of little more than a couple of streets lined with shops. Strange to think, then, that Deloraine is actually "Tasmania's largest
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