We next drove over to Hobart then down south to the Tasman Peninsula. On the way to our accommodation we stopped off at the tessellated pavement, a geological marvel of cutting and splitting over the eons until this part of the shore resembles a flagstone pavement. Here are three different views.
Our accommodation was right on the shores of the bay.
There were millions of bees around a bush in the garden. This is one of them. |
and a lavender milkshake for me and a lavender hot chocolate for Steve!
The following day we decided to go to the Unzoo. I am not sure why because we have seen all the animals before but it seemed, as they say, a good idea at the time. At least it was fun to see the overseas tourists laugh with delight at their chance to feed kangaroos, and gasp at the Tasmanian devils
who did their usual snarling and fighting.
And I got excited to see this joey in the pouch.
Then we drove to the Coalmines Historic site at Saltwater River, a convict probation station and coal mine that operated from 1833 to 1848. It was an infamous place of extreme hardship where they sent the worst offenders from Port Arthur. On display were photographs and a brief history of four of the convicts, bringing poignantly to life the real people who had worked and lived here. We explored the ruins where once stood a bakery, chapel and stores, officers houses, barracks and the four underground isolation cells where those suspected of homosexual acts were imprisoned.
Driving further down the peninsula we stopped off at Remarkable Cave.
This next shot is the closest we came to seeing the cave- it is hidden to the far right.
But the bucolic scenes as we drove away were so pretty.
Then off to Whites Beach - another contender for best Tasmanian beach.
The last stage of our journey is upon us. Next part: the east coast.
The following day we decided to go to the Unzoo. I am not sure why because we have seen all the animals before but it seemed, as they say, a good idea at the time. At least it was fun to see the overseas tourists laugh with delight at their chance to feed kangaroos, and gasp at the Tasmanian devils
who did their usual snarling and fighting.
Even Steve got in on the act. |
And I got excited to see this joey in the pouch.
The birds came when the guide whistled them. My super lens did not let me down. |
The irony of such a terrible place having the best views! |
The entrance to the underground isolation cells. |
This next shot is the closest we came to seeing the cave- it is hidden to the far right.
But the bucolic scenes as we drove away were so pretty.
Then off to Whites Beach - another contender for best Tasmanian beach.
The last stage of our journey is upon us. Next part: the east coast.
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