From Hobart, the weather did get better. Warmer, drier, sunnier! And there were no mountains. As I go North, the days get longer; things are looking up!
It was an idyllic cruise up to the Northeast corner of Tasmania, then back west to Devonport, where I began. It was quite strange to actually be returning to somewhere I recognize!
The trip was nice.
No drama.
So this time I will just let the photos tell the stories.
Georges Bay
Melbourne
Melbourne
A special sign led me to a special campsite this day
Wineglass Bay
Is it a sign?
Ceres bike kitchen in Melbourne
beach camp
Melbourne harbour
Melbourne
The Richmond Bridge
The Spikey Bridge
Melbourne
Back on the seaside
The same ferry back to Melbourne
That famous bridge in Melbourne
troll camping
The Tasmanian timber industry is still alive and well
St. Kilda Botanical Gardens
Making spaghetti at Crunchytown
Melbourne Botanical Gardens, Fern Gully
Melbourne
A white kangaroo led me to this campsite.
A guy’s gotta camp somewhere!
So many sheep
Hobart harbour
Gravel roads, take me home
St. Kilda
On the road
Melbourne Botanical Gardens
Australia’s oldest bridge in Richmond
sheep pasture… always a beautiful place to camp
Beach country
Dalrymple Yacht Club
Hiked up to the Wineglass Bay lookout
Hobart harbour & S/V “Southward Bound”
Australia’s oldest bridge in Richmond
The Richmond Bridge
Back on the seaside
Beach country
troll camping
Hiked up to the Wineglass Bay lookout
Wineglass Bay
beach camp
Scamander area
The Spikey Bridge
So many sheepsheep pasture… always a beautiful place to campA guy’s gotta camp somewhere!On the road
A special sign led me to a special campsite this dayA white kangaroo led me to this campsite. I stayed an extra day.
Gravel roads, take me homeThe Tasmanian timber industry is still alive and well
View over Moulting Lagoon
St. Helens
Is it a sign?
Dalrymple Yacht Club, where I was invited for a hot shower and camping on the shed floor
