Day 32 in Tassie

15th December, 2017.

Having seen what interested us in Deloraine itself, we decided to take a scenic drive in a loop north to Railton, west past Mount Roland and back east through Mole Creek.

As with many small towns, Railton is attempting to carve a niche for itself on the camping trail. In this case, it is referred to as the Topiary Town with many of the businesses and property owners getting behind the idea and growing topiary shapes in their yards and gardens.

Rudolph adorned the local garage.

While Skippy was guarding another business.

This elephant was in a private yard.

While this lion adorned the Lions Park.

The twisted topiaries lined both sides of the main street.

There were also some very good murals decorating the buildings on the main street.

We had a very good coffee in the bakery come coffee shop and checked out the two camping areas provided for travellers. One was free and looked very good and the other, right next door, was for CMCA members only for a $3 nightly fee. It didn’t make much sense to us but we were just passing through.

As we were leaving town, we spotted these “servicemen” at the War Memorial.

Travelling on, we passed through Sheffield, a town we had visited previously so we did not stop again. Through Gowrie Park where there is a very good camping area overlooked by Mount Roland. From here we began to climb the road that would take us around Mount Roland and then eastwards to Mole Creek and eventually return us to Deloraine. We stopped along the road for Erich to take some photos of Mount Roland.

Once we were quite high along this route, we stopped at a lookout for a few photos.

On our descent, we stopped at a pull off area for another photo opportunity. There was a council truck parked there and the driver came over for a chat. He recommended we take the road to Lake Mackenzie just a few kilometers further along and stop at Devils Gullet where he said the views were spectacular.

It was quite a detour but the dirt road was mostly in good condition with almost no other traffic. The higher we climbed the more the landscape resembled a moonscape with mostly stunted vegetation.

At the carpark at Devils Gullet, we were at 1156 metres above sea level.

The sign said it was a 40 minute return walk to the viewing platform but it didn’t say what the terrain was like. There had been a major bushfire through the area around 18 months previously and the walking track and boardwalks had been recently replaced. While it was quite a steep walk with a lot of steps, it was very enjoyable.

The view from the lookout was indeed spectacular

We got back to Mole Creek in time to have lunch at the pub. A bit pricey but delicious. Driving back through Chudleigh we spotted our friends’ motorhome at the showgrounds so we stopped for a quick chat before continuing back to our campsite at Deloraine.

Just to prove that I do occasionally cook dinner, this is our smoked chicken Caesar salad prepared by me.

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Day 31 in Tassie

14th December, 2017.

Moving on from Gunns Plains, we retraced our journey north and then south-east as we headed to the town of Deloraine which, along with the rest of the towns offering free camping in the Meander Valley Council area, had recently been the target of those trying to close down free camping in the area. Initially, all the camping areas were closed but an outcry from local businesses and the travelling public saw the Council reopen the camping areas while they re-examine the Government’s Competitive Neutrality legislation. This legislation aims to stop Councils “unfairly” competing with commercial Caravan Parks by offering free camping. What those who oppose free camping cannot seem to accept, is that closing free or low-cost camps will not force people into Caravan Parks, they will simply bypass these towns and all businesses will suffer. So we parked up at the 48 hour free camp in town and spent our time checking out places of interest locally and in the surrounding areas.

The Deloraine Visitor Centre is one of the best we have been to with a very interesting folk museum attached as well as the Yarns exhibit, a fascinating community project on permanent display with a 15 minute video explaining the individual scenes on the wall hangings.

The four panels. Unfortunately, Erich did not have his camera with him so I took these photos with my iPhone so the quality is not great.

The property attached to the visitors center has been converted into a Folk Museum had been donated by the former owner and is a step back in time. It was a bit too dark inside for picture taking but I took a few photos of the magnificent gardens.

A fellow visitor recommended that we have lunch at the 50s diner which was located not far from our camping area. Another step back in time but to a much more recent era.

I was also advised to check out the toilets.

The meals were generous and very tasty and Erich’s seafood platter was served in a hub cap.

After lunch, we walked along both sides of the river checking out some of the Sculpture Trail.

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Days 28 – 30 in Tassie

11th December, 2017.

Our short stay in suburbia behind us, we headed for the hills – literally!! Our destination was the Wings Wildlife Park which offers low cost camping beside the Leven River and a chance to do some sightseeing in the area surrounding Gunns Plains.

What an idyllic spot and there were only two other campers when we arrived.

A family of Pacific Black Ducks.

This female Superb Fairy-Wren posed nicely on a stalk of grass near our campsite.

Lots of thistle growing wild.

As it was such a beautiful day and the weather can be so changeable here, we decided to drive to Leven Canyon to do the circuit walk. Along the way, we came across a short walk to a waterfall.

We crossed this small creek which seemed to go nowhere.

Disappearing over the edge.

To become this.

It was a very pretty drive to Leven Canyon. There is a small but very pretty camping area at the start of the walk but we were pleased we didn’t chance finding a spot to camp as all the suitable places were occupied.

The walk consists of three parts, two of which can be done as stand alone return walks. The first is to a spectacular lookout high above the canyon floor. Short but steep.

This is a panorama taken with my iPhone.

The second stage of the circuit involves descending 697 steps, known as the Forest Stairs. Fortunately, there is a very sturdy rope to hold onto.

At the bottom of the steps is a 200 metre walk to another lookout.

Another iPhone panorama taken from the lower lookout showing the flow of the Leven River through the canyon.

The final stage of the loop walk is through Fern Glade. Very beautiful with stunning tree ferns. Again it was a short but steep walk.

Back at camp we enjoyed a rest overlooking the river in the stunning afternoon light.

Mrs Fairy-wren was back on her grass stalk again.

12th December, 2017.

The next day the weather gods again were kind to us so we explored further to the west intending to make a loop out to Waratah to check out the camping area, through Hellyer Gorge on the Murchison Highway to Burnie and then back to camp via the road from Penguin.

But first Erich was out early to take advantage of the morning light and the mist over the river.

On our drive, not far from camp, we came to a spot overlooking the valley where we could pull off the steep road.

A final resting place.

At Hellyer Gorge there is a short but pretty walk to and along the river.

In Burnie we stopped at the Visitor Information Centre to check out the Makers Workshop which had been recommended to us. All kinds of Artisans display and sell their work there and depending on the day, it is sometimes possible to chat with the artists.

This is the view from the cafe at the Visitor Centre. The little white blobs between the boardwalk and the railway track on the far right are concrete penguin burrows similar to those we saw at Lillico Beach near Devonport. This is a popular penguin viewing spot.

Back at camp we spent a peaceful evening beside the river watching the water birds and hoping for a platypus sighting.

13th December, 2017.

Another glorious day and time to catch up with the washing.

Our peaceful idyll was somewhat disturbed by logging trucks constantly passing by as they transported the prepared logs from a nearby forest.

There were scores of Tasmanian Native Hens and chicks. They can be quite noisy but funny to watch as they scurry to and fro.

Finally we spotted a platypus. Not a good photo but evidence nonetheless.

The ever present European Goldfinch.

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Days 25 – 27 in Tassie

8th December, 2017.

We planned to spend the weekend in Ulverstone getting together with a group of like-minded travellers who are members of a Facebook group, The Very Best of Caravan and Camping in Tassie which has proved invaluable for planning our Tassie adventure. We had never met any of these people before but we hoped to spend an enjoyable time with them. As it happened one couple turned out to be the brother and sister-in-law of our friends and fellow residents at RVHB, Narelle and Bob.

Erich was out with his camera before we left camp.

Looking towards the appropriately named Table Cape in the distance.

Just love the European Goldfinch that is very common in Tassie but which we have never seen on the mainland.

As we only had to travel around 20 kms from our camp at Preservation Bay, we were early arrivals at the Ulverstone Big 4 Caravan Park but there was no problem checking in early.

9th December, 2017.

We had a good day chatting with group members and had a great Happy Hour and early evening. I even won a raffle prize – a pair of powder coated camp oven lifters made by one of the group members who is a metal fabricator. They will come in very handy as our Bedourie camp oven is a bit of a pain to lift. We usually use tent peg pullers to grab hold of the triangular shaped handles.

Not sure why, but no photos at all for the day.

10th December, 2017.

Many of the group members were Tasmanians and had to return home for work or other commitments so the caravan park emptied quite quickly. We decided to walk in to town to have a closer look at the many lovely buildings and parks that are a feature of Ulverstone.

We came across this pair of Rainbow Lorikeets nesting in a tree in the public park adjoining the caravan park. I was surprised to see them as I believed they weren’t found in Tasmania. When we got back from our walk, Erich did a bit of investigation and found that they are regarded as a pest here and sightings are asked to be reported to the Tasmanian Department of Primary Industries, Parks, Water and Environment. Erich emailed the department with GPS coordinates for the nest and received a reply that the email would be forwarded to the “invasive species enforcement group”. Sorry birds!

Sadly, this beautiful old building seemed to be falling into disrepair.

This garish signage certainly detracts from this stately old building.

A monochrome shot of the hotel faҫade.

We walked down to the riverfront and checked out a small farmers’ market before continuing on through a Naval Memorial Park.

Looking towards the mouth of the Leven River with the Leven Yachting Club.

There are some stunning old homes bordering the park.

The memorial park is huge and links up with other parklands along the foreshore so that we were able to complete our walk away from the hustle and bustle of traffic.

These century-old palms were relocated to the same part of the park where the ill-fated Rainbow Lorikeets have their nest.

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Days 22 – 24 in Tassie

5th December, 2017.

We spent a quiet day mostly around camp but drove in to Smithton to see the view from a lookout above the town, look for a windproof jacket for Erich and pick up some fresh oysters from Tarkine Oysters which had been recommended to us by a fellow camper.

After buying the oysters, we stopped in a nearby park so that Erich could take a couple of photos of the fishing boats.

6th December, 2017.

Having completed our 3 night stay at Tall Timbers, we arranged to meet up with the friend who had recommended it to us. We made an early trip in to town to empty our grey and black water, stock up with groceries and refuel the car before returning to hitch up and head east to our agreed campsite at Preservation Bay, just east of Penguin. Picture shows our friend’s motorhome below the sign and the awning of our van to the right. What a view!

I had shucked the 18 Tarkine oysters that we bought in Smithton and which formed part of our happy hour repast. They were absolutely delicious and so fresh. We had a great afternoon catching up and talking about our planned joint barge trip in Belgium next year.

7th December, 2017.

Having completed her 2 night stay, our friend headed off in the morning westward bound. As we were not due in Ulverstone until the next day, we stayed where we were but the wind was so strong, straight off the ocean, that we had to take down the awning and mostly shelter inside the van.

Erich ventured out a couple of times to take these photos of an immature Pacific Gull.

The skies were looking threatening later in the day.

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Day 21 in Tassie – A day trip to Stanley

4th December, 2017.

While the weather was good, we decided to make a day trip to the nearby town of Stanley, located at the end of a peninsula jutting into Bass Strait. As we approached the main part of the town, we came across a scenic drive which would take us in a loop and bring us back in to town from the north.

First stop was at the Jimmy Lane Memorial Lookout which gave marvellous views over the rural landscape and out to sea.

The view of The Nut clearly shows the walking path to the top.

Next we stopped near Highfield House, an historic site dating from 1832 and regarded as the birthplace of European settlement in north-west Tasmania, however the ruins of the Convict Barracks held more attraction for the photographer.

Erich took a photo of a Japanese tourist in front of the ruins and she insisted on returning the favour with The Nut in the background.

There are two ways to reach the top of The Nut, a 143 metre high massif rising above the town; a short but steep walk or a leisurely ride on a chairlift. No prizes for guessing what we chose. It was a little windy, so I was a bit apprehensive about the ride but we were mostly sheltered by the rock for the majority of the ride.

The views from the top were spectacular but, true to form, I chose the wrong direction for the circuit so we were climbing up quite a lot of steps on the eastern side as we walked anti-clockwise.

Looking back towards Highfield House from the top.

Zoomed in.

Looking down on the town.

There were lots of Pademelons scurrying around in the undergrowth.

Some of the steps I mentioned.

This Echidna was busily nosing around just beside the path.

Riding back down on the chairlift.

We walked around part of the town near the wharf. These interesting carvings were in a memorial park.

Some of the beautiful old homes in Stanley.

Hursey Seafoods had been recommended by the same friend who told us about Tall Timbers so we were happy to trust her judgment for our lunch venue.

An outstanding tasting plate of local produce.

On our way back to Smithton, we took a detour to look for a Geocache at this massive tree.

For once it was an easy find.

I thought I had a new bird find but sadly it was just a juvenile Common Blackbird.

Gorgeous Banksia flower.

A quiet afternoon back at Tall Timbers.

Adult Common Blackbird.

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Days 18, 19 & 20 in Tassie

1st December, 2017.

Our two nights at Arthur River were over and we set off to find a campsite along the “Tarkine Drive” where we could leave the van and complete the circuit in our vehicle. The skipper on our Arthur River cruise had marked the “must see” spots along the route and recommended we camp at the Motorhome campground at Julius River.

We headed south from Arthur River until we came to the intersection with the road heading down to Corrinna and the Pieman River. This would have been an interesting drive but as our rig is too big for the Pieman River Ferry, there was no point venturing down there on the dirt road especially as rain was threatening.

On arrival, there was only one small motorhome occupying a site at the campground which realistically only has 4 sites that would accommodate a caravan. We managed to tuck ourselves away so that we had a very private spot not that there were any more arrivals during the time we were there.

Once we were set up the rain began in earnest so we decided to stay in the van for the day in the hope that the weather would improve the next day.

Just a couple of photos taken when the rain eased.

2nd December, 2017.

The day dawned overcast and drizzling but we decided to do the drive regardless. Our first stop was at the Lake Constance rest area where there was a recommended walk to view the Lake. Unfortunately, it was raining very heavily when we arrived and even though we had rain gear the signs said it was a slippery walk when wet, so we abandoned that idea and continued the drive. The scenery is quite beautiful, the road surface was good but very hilly and winding so we were happy not to be towing the van. There were a few points of interest marked on our map but it was sometimes difficult to find a place to park.

Trowutta Arch was recommended as the one spot we shouldn’t miss and it certainly didn’t disappoint. The rain had eased by the time we arrived and we had a very pleasant walk through the lovely temperate rainforest.

Next stop was at Sumac Lookout which we had passed on our way to the campsite the previous day but had not stopped.

The misty clouds added some atmosphere to the view over the Arthur River.

Although our campground was called Julius River, it was some 600 metres past the day use area where a walk to a sinkhole starts. The weather was still very damp but we set off on the walk nevertheless. However, it wasn’t long before I decided it was too slippery for me clambering over tree roots so I returned to the car while Erich continued on. He was back in fairly quick time having been to the sinkhole and returned. Apparently we had originally gone off the track which was why I had so much trouble staying on my feet! Once he found the track again, it was fairly easy going.

These Superb Fairy-Wrens are so quick it is difficult to get a good photo.

3rd December, 2017.

Getting into our camp site at Julius River was a breeze but getting out again required a fair amount of manoeuvring as the turn right from our site back to the road was too tight but eventually we were heading back down to Kunannah Bridge and retracing part of yesterday’s loop back past the Trowutta turnoff and heading to Smithton.

Camping at the Tall Timbers Hotel on the outskirts of Smithton had been highly recommended by a friend and was well reviewed on WikiCamps. What an absolute gem of a spot. The camping area was like a well-tended park.


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Days 16 & 17 in Tassie

29th November, 2017.

The weather forecast for late in the week was not looking promising but Thursday seemed a possibility for us to do an Arthur River cruise which was highly recommended so the decision was made to drive directly to Arthur River from Ulverstone. I am still amazed by the relatively short distances we cover getting around this State but at 174 kms this was the longest drive we had had moving from one campsite to another.

We arrived around lunchtime and checked in at the Ranger station to book for 2 nights. The adjoining campground was really only suitable for small rigs but the Manuka Campground a few hundred metres back along the road is huge with almost 80 sites. As the wind was howling we looked for a sheltered site and chose 52 – we were the only campers in this section.

Once set up, we drove out to the Edge of the World lookout. The access road is dirt but curiously this is where the dump point is located. Not a place to take a caravan as there would be no room to turn around if there were cars in the car park. The views from the lookout were stunning; made all the more so because of the wind whipping up the seas.

Looking back to the mouth of the Arthur River with the town and one lane bridge spanning the river in the distance.

Heading back to the van, we stopped at the car park from which the two Arthur River cruise boats depart. As we were still unsure of the next day’s weather, we were reluctant to make a booking. Everyone we had asked for a recommendation had said the red boat was the one to take and reading the notice at the boatshed that we could pay as we boarded reassured us that we could wait till the next morning to decide if the weather was suitable.

We returned later in the afternoon to have a look at the boat itself and were happy that there was enough outside space for Erich to be able to get good photos.

The photo below is not very good quality but I’m including it as I believe this is a Green Rosella which occurs only in Tasmania, King Island and Flinders Island.

30th November, 2017.

There was a 5% chance of rain but the next day was forecast to have 95% chance of rain, so our decision was made to take the chance and do the boat cruise.

On arrival at the boat, we had a quick chat with one of the owners and found that there were only 4 passengers booked so no problem for us to go along as they always cater lunch for a few extras.

It was still very windy when we left the jetty but as we motored further upriver the force of the wind abated somewhat. Along the way we were given great commentary about the history of the river and the adjoining forests. As we rounded a bend, we were greeted by the sight of a huge male White-bellied Sea Eagle sitting high in a tree waiting for his breakfast.

Each morning the Captain prepares a sizable fish by injecting it with air so that it will float when he throws it into the water. The bird swoops down and carries his prize back to the nest to feed his two hungry chicks. The female bird has not been seen now for some weeks and the crew believes that she has met with an accident and probably drowned. So the chore of feeding the chicks rests solely with the male bird.

Circling to come in for the fish.

He must have been having an off day as it took several passes before he got hold of the fish.

After this bit of entertainment, we were circled by a huge Wedge-tailed Eagle, apparently a different strain from the mainland bird.

The Arthur River system is one of seven major river systems in Tasmania but is the only one that has never been logged or dammed so what we were seeing is exactly how it has been for thousands of years.

The exception to this ancient landscape is the tracts of Foxgloves growing here and there along the river. These plants have become a weed but are not invasive and should pose no risk to the pristine temperate rainforest. The plants were introduced by Chinese miners working in the area of Balfour on the Frankland River (which feeds into the Arthur River) who extracted digitalis which they used to regulate their heart rate giving them more stamina to work long hours in the mines.

Little Black Cormorants.

The hollow at the water line is the entry to a Platypus burrow.

Moored at our lunch stop.

The fine leaves of the Myrtle Beech tree which is so abundant along this river.

Our lunch venue.

This little Pademelon joined us for lunch.

While waiting for our BBQ lunch to cook, our skipper took us on a short walk through the rainforest and imparted some of his many years knowledge of the area.

A Black Currawong, another exclusively Tasmanian and Bass Strait Island bird, keeping an eye on us.

A Yellow-throated Honeyeater, also confined to Tasmania and the Bass Strait Islands.

We had a wonderful day and were very lucky with the weather as light rain only started around 5 pm once we were back at the van.

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Days 11 – 15 in Tassie

24th November, 2017.

As we would have had to hitch up and move from our riverside site at Myrtle Park because the site was booked for the weekend, we decided we might as well move on to Old Macs Farm on the outskirts of Launceston for a few days.

We arrived fairly early and found plenty of suitable campsites, some bordering the lake and others in more of a paddock setting. We chose a site where we backed on to the lake without of clear view of the water due to some high growing shrubs and grasses but we could see enough to make it a pleasant spot.

It was a nice sunny day so after setting up our camp we went for a walk around the two lakes which abounded with birdlife and busy insects.

A family of Chestnut Teals.

Pacific Black Duck and chicks.

A pair of Black Swans that had a sizable cygnet.

A White-faced Heron.

There were lots of Tasmanian Native Hens rushing about followed by their chicks.

A Black-faced Cuckoo-Shrike.

A European Goldfinch.

25th November, 2017.

It was a little overcast and drizzly so we just stayed around the caravan for the day. As usual Erich was out with his camera to capture the local wildlife.

The black swans wandered around very close to our camp, seemingly unperturbed by our presence.

A Eurasian Coot or Taucherli as they are known in Switzerland.

The nearby Bottlebrush (Callistemon) shrub was a magnet for all kinds of birds including this Silvereye.

A female Superb Fairy-Wren.

26th November, 2017.

Unfortunately our plans to visit Cataract Gorge were thwarted due to persistent rain so we just did our grocery shopping and headed back to Old Macs. With not much else to do, we decided to have lunch at the adjoining restaurant. The Stonesthrow Restaurant seems very popular with the locals with long tables filled with family groups but they managed to find a spot for us.

The view from the restaurant looking over the first lake towards the campground.

Lunch was really nice but I don’t understand the idea of serving the meal on a plank of wood. It is just so impractical for the diner.

It appears that a covered alfresco dining area is being completed to the far right of the main restaurant building.

Erich came across this huge White-bellied Sea-eagle on his afternoon walk.

These Little Black Cormorants enjoyed the lake.

27th November, 2017.

Monday morning and time to move on again as we have decided to explore some of the north-west coast before a gathering in Ulverstone commencing on December 7. Our destination was the Blue Wren RV Park several kilometres to the west of Ulverstone. What a surprise we got when we arrived to find our friends, Rick and Lea, already set up there.

Set among 5 acres of beautifully maintained gardens, the campsite was delightful. As it was a lovely warm, sunny day and we really needed to do some laundry, we spent the afternoon doing our chores. However, there is always time for a stroll and some photography.

The Proteas in this garden were nothing short of stunning.

This Little Wattlebird made the most of the floral offerings.

And the occasional caterpillar.

A Grey Fantail.

The view out to Bass Strait was spectacular.

Dinner with a view.

28th November, 2017.

Another beautiful day dawned and Erich was out to catch the early morning light on Goat Island just offshore. This involved a scramble over the elevated railway track but the resulting photos were worth the effort.

Pied Oystercatchers.

Yellow-tailed Black Cockatoos.

I still had some washing to do but once that was completed we drove back into Ulverstone to have a look at the beaches and get some lunch.

There are some well-maintained buildings in the town centre with quite a mixture of architectural styles.

Heading back to our campsite, we decided to follow a Tourist Drive route which led us to a hill high above the town. Unfortunately, trees had grown too high to allow a good view.

The humble Galah can always be relied on for a bit of colour.

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Days 8 – 10 in Tassie

21st November, 2017.

For our last day in Scottsdale we decided to drive to the nearby town of Legerwood to have a look at the Memorial trees. Originally planted in 1918, each tree served as a memorial to a fallen soldier from the district. However, in 2000, the trees were declared to be unsafe and the locals were devastated that the memorials would be lost. A plan was made to convert the tree stumps into the likeness of each of the soldiers they were planted to commemorate and a chainsaw carver from the town of Ross was entrusted with the task. What an absolutely stunning tribute to those men. Following are photos of some of the carvings.

On our return to Scottsdale, we had a walk around the town and continued on our mission to find the best scallop pie in Tassie. This one was at the Cottage Bakery which we voted about on par with the first we tried in Sheffield. Not a great number of scallops though.

We haven’t done any Geocaching for ages but there was a cache at the campground which Erich said was an easy find.

An immature Common Blackbird.

A very contented looking Pacific Black Duck.

22nd November, 2017.

Having driven over Weldborough Pass a couple of days ago and being advised that the Sidling on the Tasman Highway between Scottsdale and Launceston was similar terrain, we decided to take a longer, but hopefully less knuckle biting route via Lilydale. It was a lovely drive though certainly hilly and steep at times but without the very tight corners of the other road. We stopped in Lilydale for a coffee and a break. The town’s claim to fame is its painted electricity poles with depict local attractions and other notables. At the village green we came across of group of concrete poles in the process of being painted so we stopped for a chat with the artist who explained the reasoning behind the concrete poles. She told us that the paintings on the wooden electricity poles took a tremendous amount of maintenance to keep them looking good and the idea of using concrete is to continue the work but using a more maintenance free base. Eventually the wooden poles will be replaced.

Working on a concrete pole, this artist told us she was commissioned to paint four of the poles.

Following are a few examples of the wooden poles.

Our next campsite was at Myrtle Park, approximately half way between Launceston and Scottsdale. Situated on the St Patricks river, it’s a very popular spot but we were lucky enough to get a riverside site but only for two nights as all the riverside campsites were booked for the weekend.

After setting up the van, we made the short run to Launceston to collect our mail from the main Post Office. With the upcoming State election due, we needed to complete and postmark our postal votes before the close of polling on Saturday. Erich had also damaged his prescription sunglasses so it was an opportune time to stop in at OPSM to have them repaired. The nearby Banjo’s Bakery provided another chance to further my scallop pie education. This was definitely the best so far – guaranteed 6 scallops in each pie and it was true. We counted them!

23rd November, 2017.

Myrtle Park is a lovely spot but there is not much to see or do in the area so a quiet day was had with just some photos from around the campground.

More lovely foxgloves growing wild.

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Days 6 & 7 in Tassie

18th November, 2017.

With not much more to see in the area, and as the weather was so beautiful, a washing day was declared so just some photos of the flora and fauna at the campsite and back at the interpretive walk.

A Laughing Kookaburra.

A female Superb Fair-wren.

Early in the morning there were a dozen or so rabbits roaming around the campsite.

19th November, 2017.

Time to move on again. Back through Beaconsfield and then across the Batman Bridge to the eastern bank of the Tamar River and a stop in Georgetown for restocking the pantry. Before heading further north, we stopped at a riverside park to look at these woodcarvings. They looked very new and there was no signage to identify the subject, but we think this is meant to be Lt.-Col. Paterson who settled this area.

A nod to the early fishermen (perhaps Whalers) of the early settlement.

We loved the form of these trees.

This mosaic was also very effective.

Driving further north, we came to the end of the road at the Low Head Lighthouse.

We left our van at the bottom of the hill on the left and walked up to the lighthouse.

Returning back southwards, we stopped off at the Low Head Pilot Station.

After a very nice lunch of fish and chips, we continued our journey to Scottsdale where we found the Northeast campsite in town to be crowded but we managed to find a fairly level spot backing onto the creek with a beautiful flowering Rhododendron almost under our awning.

The creek is said to be home to a platypus but unfortunately it was not sighted.

A Pacific Black Duck.

I thought this was a new bird sighting but it was just a juvenile Common Starling.

A Purple Swamphen.

And the rear end of the elusive female Suberb Fairy-wren.

Today’s route.

20th November, 2017.

Beautiful weather again and we decided to take a round trip encompassing the areas north and east of Scottsdale. First stop was the pretty coastal town of Bridport.

Then a drive into the Waterhouse Conservation Area to have a look at a campsite on the shores of Big Waterhouse Lake. Not somewhere to take a rig of any size though. There was a slide-on tucked in amongst the trees but anything bigger would have had difficulty with the overhanging trees and narrow dirt road towards the end of the track. With the proper setup and a kayak, it would be a wonderfully peaceful place to enjoy the birdlife.

Next stop was the curiously named town of Tomahawk. Nothing much to see there but we stopped at the rest area to eat our sandwiches before moving on.

The beach at Tomahawk.

Continuing on, we were now on a dirt road most of the way to Herrick, where we turned south onto the Tasman Highway to cross Weldborough Pass and down to the town of Pyengana to checkout a campsite there. We stopped at a rainforest walk which was just stunning.

Close up of a fern tree trunk.

Returning to Scottsdale from Pyengana, we stopped off at a lookout point. Unfortunately there was no view to be seen as, since the lookout was built, the trees had grown up and blocked the valley view. However, it was worth the stop as we found these lovely foxgloves growing wild and this shrub alive with bees, butterflies and moths.

There were lots of these Macleay’s Swallowtails. Such a stunning colour.

Next was a quick stop at Moorina at an historic cemetery featuring a Chinese oven and a Dragon monument to the Chinese tin miners who worked in the area for many years.

The cemetery was bordered by beautiful flowering Rhododendrons.

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Days 3 – 5 in Tassie

15th November, 2017.

Another beautiful day in Tassie and we set off from Forth for an overnight stay with friends, Rick and Lea, who were house-sitting a property at Glengarry in the direction of Launceston.

We were soon parked up next to this stunning tree and catching up with each other’s news as we had not seen them for 3 or 4 years. I believe this is a Gleditsia, common name Honey Locust. The colour was so vibrant.

The approximately 1.5 acre property was surrounded on three sides by vineyards.

A few wines and all is right with the world!

A relatively short drive today.

16th November, 2017.

We said our farewells to Rick and Lea with the hope that we will catch up with them again before we leave Tassie.

Our destination was the locality of York Town, situated on the western side of the Tamar River but first we stopped off in the interesting town of Beaconsfield, well known as the site of the so-called Beaconsfield Disaster which occurred in April 2006. A small earthquake caused a collapse in the gold mine where 17 miners were working at the time. Fourteen of the miners were able to escape immediately, one was killed and the remaining two miners were trapped for two weeks one kilometre below the surface before eventually being rescued. More detail about the mine collapse can be found at

There is an extensive mining museum in the centre of the town.

In a small park near the museum there is a tribute to the surviving miners and the one who lost his life.

We stocked up with groceries and continued north detouring through the riverside village of Beauty Point and then back onto the main road to York Town with the intention of staying at Watermill Cottage campsite. What an inspired choice this turned out to be. A privately owned property with beautiful manicured grounds, a lovely pond and a solar powered waterwheel to add to the ambience.

This original painting, located in the above gazebo on the property, is the artist’s impression of how the village of York Town would have looked when it was established in 1804 as the first British settlement in the north of what was then called Van Dieman’s Land.

17th November, 2017.

We were interested to have a look at the camping areas in the far western area of Narawntapu National Park on the north east arm of Port Sorell. We left the van at the campground and took a fairly rough dirt road west through the National Park. There are three campgrounds all with access to beaches; one with powered sites, one which was really only suitable for tents or camper trailers and our favourite, Bakers Point, which has lovely large unpowered sites. We may return for a few days to camp if the timing is right. It would be a lovely spot to bird watch.

A lovely male Superb Fairy-Wren perched on a bollard at the beach.

A Pied Oystercatcher.

We opted not to return via the rough dirt road but took a slightly longer and very picturesque route through farmland and then continued past York Town to Greens Beach.

Looking out to Bass Strait at Greens Beach.

We followed a track that lead us to a lookout at West Head, also in the Narawntapu National Park.

Heading back towards York Town we detoured in to the village of Clarence Point where million dollar homes shared river views with some very humble beach cottages.

We came across a very new memorial to those soldiers from the area who lost their lives in WW1. A tree was planted for each soldier lost.

So sad that so many from such a small community gave their lives.

Last stop for the day was at the York Town park and interpretive walk close to our campground. Nothing remains of the original village but the well laid out walk and signage gave us a feel for the struggles of the early settlers.

A replica building of the era.

We stayed three nights at this lovely campground and would happily return there again.


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Day 2 in Tassie

14th November, 2017.

The volunteer at the Devonport Information Centre had told us about the Tasmania Arboretum and explained how the Arboretum had been set up to represent botanical specimens found growing in countries on the 40th Parallel (both north and south) around the world. Each section represents the plants of a particular region.

There was lots of different wildlife. Many of the Tasmanian Native-Hen with chicks.

Striated Pardalote.

Female & Male Superb Fairy-Wren which are very difficult to photograph as they flit around in the trees.

Crossing this bridge, we had a delightful surprise.

A Platypus, one of 6 resident in the lake, just nosing around in the shallow water.

The European Goldfinch seems to be fairly common in Tasmania.

We spent a very pleasant couple of hours wandering the various paths through each section and then had a delightful chat with the husband and wife volunteers manning the kiosk who told us of their move to Tasmania from Christchurch following the last devastating earthquakes.

A little further afield, we came to the town of Sheffield, dubbed the mural town due to the annual themed mural competition and also the many shop façade murals that make this an interesting stopover.

The winner of this year’s competition.

Some of the other examples.

In one of the shops, the original flying fox was still in place and the sales assistant happily gave us a demonstration as Erich had never seen one before.

The invoice and cash would fly along the wire to Mrs Slater who would sit above the shop observing her staff and customers and count out the change which would then be returned via the flying fox to the shop assistant.

As well as the murals, some of the old buildings were interesting as well.

Back at the Forth Campground we walked across to the quaint pub for dinner.

We were fascinated by the shape of these trees across the river from our camp.

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Day 1 in Tassie

13th November, 2017.

We were up, showered and dressed before the 5.45 a.m. wake up call abroad the Spirit of Tasmania and Erich was on deck to take photos of Devonport and our docking.

We checked out the two low cost camping areas close to the town but decided to go a little further afield to the town of Forth and the large Recreation Ground that allows 48 hour camping for a donation. As we had a few things to do in Devonport, we unhitched the van and headed back east via a scenic route. On the way across to the campground I had seen a turnoff to a lookout so we made that our first port of call.

The rural views from Braddons Lookout were just stunning.

Then we picked up the highway along the north coast, stopping at a Penguin viewing station. Obviously there were no penguins to be seen at that hour of the day but it was an interesting and picturesque stop.

An example of the concrete structures that provide protection for the penguin chicks while their parents are fishing out at sea during the day.

We found our way into Devonport where I had to collect my prescription glasses that had not arrived in time before we left home and had been sent down to the OPSM shop in Devonport.

We were also in desperate need of haircuts and found a Just Cuts salon that could accommodate both of us immediately. Next stop was Harvey Norman where we replaced our 5 year old Tom Tom GPS. A quick visit to the local Information Centre and we had a few places to check out.

Looking across the mouth of the Mersey River from near the Mersey Bluff Lighthouse.

A momument that Erich was keen to photograph for the Monument Australia website.

A European Goldfinch.

Our drive today looks a little crazy.

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On the road to Tassie – Crossing Bass Strait

12th November, 2017.

Finally the day had arrived for our crossing from the mainland to the small island. I had spent a lot of time researching our route to Station Pier in Melbourne and where we could park until it was time to board the Spirit of Tasmania. As with many best laid plans, mine came unstuck when we changed our overnight stop at the last minute. Instead of coming into the city from the north-west, we were now having to cross the city from the north-east. The caravan park we stayed at gave me directions which seemed simple enough until I consulted Google Maps which indicated that there was a City2Sea race scheduled which included part of the intended route with some road closures. In the end I decided it would be simplest to allow Google Maps to find our route, even if it included toll roads.

It was a relatively easy run and traffic, though heavy, was not a hindrance and we eventually found our way to Station Pier so that we could check it out in advance of our boarding later in the afternoon. Satisfied that we knew what was what, we set off to find a spot that had been recommended to while away a few hours. As it happened, the route there took us along a quiet street at the rear of Bunnings in Port Melbourne with plenty of parallel parking available so we decided that was good enough. On our morning trek across the city, we were called up on the UHF and told that we had a chain dragging on the ground. We always carry a spare shackle which we fixed at the time but having easy access to Bunnings allowed us to replace the spare.

Our route.

We thought parking under this shady tree was a good idea until we were ready to leave and found the van and car covered in the blossoms.

We left our parking spot at 4.30 p.m. and let Google Maps take us to Station Pier. It was very straightforward but I had to question the wisdom of choosing a Sunday for this boarding. Port Melbourne is full of trendy cafes and bars and, on this Sunday, full of trendy Melbournites as well! But eventually we were in the queue for boarding.

At this point we had passed through quarantine, where fridges are inspected for any lurking fruit and vegetables and gas bottles are tagged as passed if they are secured or surrendered for the duration of the voyage if they are unsecured. We had disposed of the firewood that we had at one of the fireplaces at Aysons Reserve.

This part of the queue is coming up to the checkin where we received our cabin allocations. It wasn’t long before we were safely aboard and parked on Level 5.

After dropping our overnight bag in our cabin, we found a spot to sit and have a celebratory tipple before the ferry got underway.

Getting towards the end of boarding.

The weather was beautiful giving us a lovely clear view of the city.

Although our sailing was scheduled for 7.30 p.m., we actually cast off at 7 p.m. and had wonderful light to capture these photos.

As Melbourne faded into the distance, we settled down to have some dinner in one of the bars and were entertained by this very talented singer. Unfortunately, I didn’t catch her name but she was very good and singing covers of the types of songs we enjoy listening to. (Edit by Erich: I am pretty sure the singer was Ella Rose from Leith, Tasmania – )

Our cabin was perfectly acceptable and Erich had no trouble sleeping but the crossing was a little rough so I didn’t get a good sleep until the early hours when the sea was calmer. We had an early wakeup call at 5.45 a.m. but were already showered, dressed and ready to disembark. This was a very simple exercise and we were off the ferry by 6.50 a.m. and on the road to an overnight camp in Forth, not far from Devonport.


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A week on the road to Tassie – Part 3

9th November 2017.

As we were now in reach of our goal to arrive in Melbourne on the 12th for our evening sail on the Spirit of Tasmania, we decided to spend a couple more nights at Aysons Reserve. It was a great place to relax and do some more bird watching.

Brown Treecreeper

A Dusky Woodswallow, I think.

A White-plumed Honeyeater.

And some pretty wildflowers.

Plenty more White-plumed Honeyeaters.