Before heading to Hobart for the weekend, we detoured to Mt Field Natl. Park and walked through the tall trees in its rainforrest. Quite tall those trees. That eve we met up with the two guys for dinner at the drunken admiral in the harbor. The interior of the pub was designed like a ship, which gave it a really cool and cosy atmosphere. The seafood we had was delicious. Haven‘ t had that in a long time. Good times Hobart.
Sunday we chilled and since it was a bit rainy... Sunday session at a cool little winebar at Salamanca Place with yummy Indian dinner! After that we headed to a local pub with some live music. But hey, it‘s Hobart, so after dark on a Sunday not much is going on at all.... the pub was pretty crowded and yeah, could as well have been in some rural town in the outback... felt like it! I was expecting a jackaroo walking in the door anytime... Nevertheless it was a fun night out. :-)
On Monday we picked up our second campervan to relocate back to Melbourne. This time it was a four berth van... not a s big as the last one and we think, a lot cosier. Cruising up the east coast again to our next destination ... St. Helen‘s and the Bay of Fires. St Helen‘s is Tassie‘s fishertown and yep, fish‘n chips was beautiful. We also got some freshly caught prawns for our dinner that night.
After our new mates praised the Aussie movie The castle as a must see to get into the true Aussie slang and culture all night, Luke gave us the DVD to watch in our camper. So, yeah we watched it and yeah, it‘s funny and entertaining, even for us foreigners having just gotten glimpes of Aussie life. Basically it‘s a paraody of Aussie small town life in the early 90ies. The serenity, mate!!!
March 30, 2010
March 29, 2010
convict history
In Port Arthur we stayed at the only caravan park with a bunkhouse and what a bunkouse that was! Walking in the room we were quite surprised... All we knew was that it was a nine bed dorm, well, what we had no clue of was how they managed to put in nine beds in that room... They put in three story bunkbeds. Who would have thought?! Never seen that before and we‘ve seen a lot. The four Asian girls coming in the next eve were likely surprised. Looked kinda scary to sleep in the most top one, since they didn‘ t think about putting up some rails. Hmpf. We chose the middle ones to be on the safe side. All in all the whole camp kitchen, room and the lot resembled more a prison style accom. instead of a cosy campground, basically suited the location of Port Arthur in the end.
After that surprised we went what we thought was the path down to the beach, which was supposed to be right next to the bunkhouse. Ah, after climbing through thick forrest with a dead end just above the water, we figured wrong way and surely enough the path was next to us, just the other way. Beautiful beach it surely is when the sun wold still be up some more time. Dinner called for a Barbie... Chicken and vedgies... yum. That eve we met two Aussie guys in the kitchen and got chatting to them. Funny night with interesting stuff to talk about. And lets not forget the chocolate and the chocolate infused port.... :-)
The next day we spent the whole day at the historic site of the former convict prison. The museum downstairs in the visitor center truly is a little treasure, illustrating the convict history of Port Arthur. One got a playcard which symbolised a certain convict on it, so throughout the museum one could follow the specific concivts personalised history. That was a pretty good idea, I think.
After that surprised we went what we thought was the path down to the beach, which was supposed to be right next to the bunkhouse. Ah, after climbing through thick forrest with a dead end just above the water, we figured wrong way and surely enough the path was next to us, just the other way. Beautiful beach it surely is when the sun wold still be up some more time. Dinner called for a Barbie... Chicken and vedgies... yum. That eve we met two Aussie guys in the kitchen and got chatting to them. Funny night with interesting stuff to talk about. And lets not forget the chocolate and the chocolate infused port.... :-)
The next day we spent the whole day at the historic site of the former convict prison. The museum downstairs in the visitor center truly is a little treasure, illustrating the convict history of Port Arthur. One got a playcard which symbolised a certain convict on it, so throughout the museum one could follow the specific concivts personalised history. That was a pretty good idea, I think.
March 27, 2010
presenting one of Australia's most fab beach - ever
The next day we had to drop off our campervan in Hobart. Since we were a little slow in the early morning hours and we still had to rent a car, since our stay got extende, which turned out to be quite difficult as it was either too expensive or they didn‘t have one, so after everything was settled, we basically raced accross the state down to Hobart. Our deadline was 3 pm and we drove on the car park at 2:50pm... Yay. Thanks to the locals who told us about the quickest and fastest way to Hobart and cheers to a speedlimit of 110k‘s! ;-)
An hour later we were on our way up the east coast to Coles Bay ... in a rather small car. Overnight stop in Triabanna, where we shared our room with a nice guy from Italy who we talked to until late that night. Triabanna had mice pest, so we were pretty carefull when opening any drawers or when putting on our shoes the next day. The next day we reached Coles Bay and after a lovely day at the isolated beaches in the Freycinet Natl. Park we checked in the only accomodation there was... and it was a YHA attached to the caravan park ... I reckon they haven‘t changed a thing in that place since the 70ies. Not a homely place but not that bad either. Check it out here.
Packed with a lunch boxes and our bathers we started the hike up to Wineglass Bay Lookout the next morning. The view from the look out high up in the mountain was amazing - turquoise sea and white sandy beach down in the Wineglass Bay. Beautiful. How did Wineglass Bay got its name is a mystery... maybe because it looks like one. We hiked down to the beach and strolled the hour long walk to its end. Stunning colors. What a day! We then continued the three hour return hike to the car pakr via Hazards Beach. We were basically by ourselves walking the whole way. At Hazards Beach we paused for a quick swim in the icy cold sea. Took some courage, to be honest, but that was refreshing! While we sat on the beach chatting we were disturbed by a familiar sounding ring tone.... Hey, who would have guessed that I would have have reception in one of the most isolated places at all?! Ellen just wanted to see how we were going. :-) The hike seemed to last forever, like chewing gum, but finally we reached the car park and off we were to rice and vedgies! Treat.
An hour later we were on our way up the east coast to Coles Bay ... in a rather small car. Overnight stop in Triabanna, where we shared our room with a nice guy from Italy who we talked to until late that night. Triabanna had mice pest, so we were pretty carefull when opening any drawers or when putting on our shoes the next day. The next day we reached Coles Bay and after a lovely day at the isolated beaches in the Freycinet Natl. Park we checked in the only accomodation there was... and it was a YHA attached to the caravan park ... I reckon they haven‘t changed a thing in that place since the 70ies. Not a homely place but not that bad either. Check it out here.
Packed with a lunch boxes and our bathers we started the hike up to Wineglass Bay Lookout the next morning. The view from the look out high up in the mountain was amazing - turquoise sea and white sandy beach down in the Wineglass Bay. Beautiful. How did Wineglass Bay got its name is a mystery... maybe because it looks like one. We hiked down to the beach and strolled the hour long walk to its end. Stunning colors. What a day! We then continued the three hour return hike to the car pakr via Hazards Beach. We were basically by ourselves walking the whole way. At Hazards Beach we paused for a quick swim in the icy cold sea. Took some courage, to be honest, but that was refreshing! While we sat on the beach chatting we were disturbed by a familiar sounding ring tone.... Hey, who would have guessed that I would have have reception in one of the most isolated places at all?! Ellen just wanted to see how we were going. :-) The hike seemed to last forever, like chewing gum, but finally we reached the car park and off we were to rice and vedgies! Treat.
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