So here we are again, been pretty busy over the last few days so just chilling today before I shoot off to Strahan tomorrow morning. Went to the National Motor Museum of Tasmania which was pretty cool - lots of proper old cars and a few extra treats like an alfa montreal for example. Also a bunch of bikes on the first floor including a pair of Sennas and older stuff like nortons. Then spent the rest of thursday and friday wandering round taking pictures of Lonnie and doing the cataract gorge cruise which was very relaxing.
Saturday was the cradle mountain trip which was a real spoil as the tour consisted of me, the driver (Little Ben) and an american woman called Sandi. Ben stopped pretty much wherever we wanted so we could get loads of good photos (I took about 300 on that one excursion!) and completely put the zap on Sandi by showing here that wombat droppings were in fact square (how do they do that?). We saw Waldheim on the way over and then went to cradle at which point I b****ed loudly about other tourists getting in the way of my picture postcard photographs, to which on old duffer decided he was going to deliberately not move and then when we walked over to the other side of dove lake we had the same kind of fun with a bunch of kids. I may not have got all the shots I wanted as a result but when I get them uploaded I hope you'll agree that I got some pretty fine ones none the less. Took random photos of a horse that looked a bit like spike on our way home and then bumped into a bunch of locals in the backpackers in the evening and went over to their place for a bit of a sesh until the early hours. Also joined by a young american guy called Daman who is travelling on his own as well so we both stumbled back to the backpackers together, avoiding roaming packs of pissed aussies on our way.
Sunday's excursion was unfortunately not as cool as the day before as there were more people on the tour (though Sandi was with us again so that was cool) and the bus driver was intent on whisking us round everywhere without stopping. I think he would have kept us on the bus the whole time if he could have got away with it, unless we wanted to use the toilets which he was uncharacteristicly keen to point out to us at every opportunity. Went to the wineglass bay lookout which thankfully meant we had to get off the bus to do the climb up to it at which point it started raining (typical) but on th upside did get to meet some wallabies, including one with a joey in her pouch and joined the japanese tourists in agreeing that the views were suteki and the wallabies were totemo kawaii which was a bit of a giggle! After that we got whisked round to (un)friendly beaches where there were more wallabies to pet, making up for the fact that it was now raining quite heavily and the beaches though lovely were somewhat uninviting as a result. Finally, before our return to Lonnie we were driven round to the "blow Hole" just round the corner from the beaches. It wasn't working so our driver obviously decided that we didn't want to get off the bus and moved on before we had a chance to complain. On the way back we dropped Sandi off to wait for the hobart bus and then I nodfded off for most of the rest of the journey.
Last night follwed pretty much the same pattern as saturday night, though we did make it back here a bit earlier this time so I had a bit of a lie in and then went to coles for brekkie. Daman and I are going to go do the gorge walk again today as he leaves this afternoon and then I'm going to try to fit in ther Boag's tour as well and then get an early night so I'm ready for the bus in the morning.
Dunno what communication is oging to be like in Strahan so I probably won't get the chance to write anything else until Hobart or after so watch this space