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Published: March 12th 2011
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Thanks to Irving Berlin for our title; a very appropriate one for the final, scenic part of our time in Tasmania.
From Hobart up the east coast, on to Launceston and finally back to Devonport. All of it stunning. What a contrast between the windy, bleak-looking west coast, and the sunny (but still chilly) east coast.
In Freycinet National Park we walked to Wineglass Bay on a sunny but cool day. It was fabulous, and we needed the exercise after Sharon’s birthday seafood dinner the previous night. The view of the bay was picture postcard, as was the colour of the sand and the clarity of the water when we got down to the beach.
From there we moved on to St Helens, with a quick detour into Douglas Apsley NationalPark, then out to Binalong Bay and the Bay of Fires.
Absolutely this is the most beautiful beach we have ever seen! Absolutely this is the first time we have walked the length of a beach in jackets and shoes! The beach is amazing – the sand so white, the water so aqua (appropriately enough), the crowds so non-existent.
Then, to continue our waterfalls survey, we
Bay of Fires
Note regulation beach clothing... visited St Columbas Falls, named after an Irish saint (as you would). This is one of the highest in Tasmania at about 90 metres, and comes with interesting stories of the early settlers in the region.
One early settler woman got lost in the bush. When finally found, after having eaten nothing but stinging nettles for 9 days, she asked for a ride half way home then offered to walk the rest. Sort of makes the walk back up to the car seem a bit insignificant.
Halls Falls is also nearby, less spectacular and a bit more remote with a longer walk.
And so on to Launceston, or “Lonceston” as the locals seem to pronounce it. We travelled via Bridport, which is a quite scenic little town on the north coast with a whole string of attractive beaches nearby, and Georgetown, which is similar.
We wandered around Launceston town centre, cruised up Cataract Gorge then walked the Zig Zag track down one side of the gorge and back up the other. To have an incredibly scenic piece of country within a few kilometres of the centre of town is truly a gift that not many cities
possess.
Finally we used our last day in Tassie to return to Cradle Mountain for another go. Success! The weather was perfect and we had a great walk around Dove Lake, and, the following day, along the Cradle Valley Boardwalk. Very easy going, but with a few black snakes sighted.
And so back to Devonport for what turned out to be a smooth-as-a-baby’s-bottom crossing back to Melbourne. Even Devonport looked different in the sunshine as we sat by the riverside waiting for the Spirit of Tasmania to sail into view.
What a great three weeks! Next stop southern Victoria.
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Chris & Jeanette
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Welcome back
Welcome back to the North Island - we trust you turned out the lights when you left Tasmania. Did you remember to put your watch forward 100 years as your left Devenport. This section of your trip sounds and looks like it has been a success, good training for Europe. Before we meet up in Wales we would like you to change your luck with the weather and fine some dry AND warm weather. We look forward to the next post. ChrIs & Jeanette