Tasmania Blog Four
Wombats and roos -- I was over the top down under. Still no Tasmanian Devils but no worries. There were many critters I had yet to see and others I was about to see that I didn't know existed.
|Awesome license plate.|
We continued north through miles of sheeped-out hills and rock. Sheep are big in Australia, good for the economy, not so much for the land grazed down to the nubbins. Our destination was the Freycinet Peninsula, the location of Wine Glass Bay, repeatedly voted one of the world's top ten beaches. The National Park also boasted numerous bush walks (uh, hiking trails) and who could resist the "sugar white beaches and gin-clear water." The books didn't mention the remarkably stunning trees that held sway over lands.
The National Park spaces were taken. We didn't know if we'd find an RV space on the weekend and lucked out when I entered an office that boasted a huge "No Vacancy" sign. The friendly, harried man magically found us a spot for the night. Coles Bay it was. It was our first RV park and hook-ups on what proved to be the hottest day of the trip. We napped with the air conditioner.
|Wine Glass Bay|
|Nice place to get married!|
|And there they were ...|
Our secret cove ...
|Momma and her babies inside a cave|
|Perfect dinner. Sorbet and cider. It's a long story.|
|Whad'ya gonna do when they come for you?|
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