I went to visit Tasmania for a month in August/September and I saw the world!
Everything I could wish to see, do and experience I did in magical Tasmania. On an island about 450ks by 350Ks, we travelled over 4600ks around this picturesque paradise, navigating every highway, road and track that took our fancy. Apart from the constant breathtaking scenery I absorbed the industries, arts and cultures of various regions, the adventure of the wilderness, the vibrance of the cities and their friendly people, the tranquility of remote locations and the surprise of where to stay tonight.
Never in my wildest dreams could I imagine eating fish and chips in a kayak right in the middle of Constituion Dock or being amazed at the the world’s best art museum, MONA. We travelled to the fartherest North, South, East and West points of Tasmania, stayed with the most hospitable B&B hosts in their quaint historical homes, roughed it for 106ks along the Tarkine track from charming Corinna to the rugged coastline of Arthur river where I could lean 45 degrees into the roaring 40s wind without falling over.
Beautiful green rolling hills adorned by hundreds of cows and spring lambs greeted us around almost every corner we turned. Tasting the most delicious honey at Chudleigh, wowed by the Reliquaire shop in Latrobe, gasping at the magnificient murals in Sheffield and the brilliant topiaries in Railton, along with the colourful characters of Salamanca market which were only surpassed by the brilliant colouful fields of tulips near Wynyard … are just some of the things that will stay with us for life.
Never before have I seen so many full rainbows as were at Recherche Bay on the way to Cockle Creek down south, or so many glorious rain forests alive and singing with a myriad birds, flowing waterfalls and creeks.
The serene Huon Valley, historical Hamilton and the eirie Queenstown along with The Wall at snow covered Derwent Bridge are embeded in my memory. I’ve never seen such breathtaking views as I did from Mount Wellington or The Nut at extraordinary Stanley, or experienced such closeness to nature when Penguins crossed my feet as I stood motionless beyond the beach rocks on the North West coast!
Walking 7ks in freezing temperatures around Dove lake shadowed by spectacular Cradle Mountain and voyaging the Gordon River are forever cherished. So many adorable little churches abounded communities and townships and the amazement of finding a cathedral in Bothwell compose many of my images from my first vist to Tasmania.
I hope to make many more visits to this amazing Isle, don’t change it, just nick-name it to Tasamazing, I’ll be back.