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This is a bit of a retrspective journal entry - but that's about the best your gonna get from me! After a week in Melbourne, I booked on a flight across the the Bass Straits to Hobart - for some bizarre reason it is cheaper to fly to a destination further away than to sail to somwhere closer! Aaaannnyways... joined a 5 day tour which took us all around Taz. On the first day, I reckon the tour guide was hungover coz after an hour or so, he dumped us in some apparentyl historic town called Ross... but in effect he took the opportunity to inject some much needed caffiene into his system. In the meantime, I was able to properly meet a couple of ppl on the tour, and Devon, A Hawaiin, and I amused ourselves in the wool museum from hell for short while before finally succumbing to ennui. Later in the day we all hiked up Mt Amos, which afforded us excellent views of Wineglass Bay - called so because when they killed whales in the bay, the water turned red like a glass of wine. That night, Devon and I missed the much vaunted chance to see smelly, noisy penguins, and aschewed them in favour of a drink, which turned into far too many... She being American, and be drunk, we managed to scare away the locals in two bars, before finally meeting some locals that are best suited starring in the League Of Gentlemen. Our only real issue was trying to find our way home, as we had no idea where we were..... we got lost in a town the side of a pin head.
Day 2 saw us go to the Bay if Fires, and a wildlife sanctuary, and survived our tour guide, who almost drove us head first to our death by not stopping for a huge Semi. There are pics of of all these days by the way. Day 3 saw a influx of new ppl, a new tour guide.... and we hiked up to the top of Cradle Mountain - tough, but the views were staggering, beautiful, breath-taking, and so on.... The last 2 days of the tour was spent walking, doing what appeared to be a flying visit of all of Tassie's waterfalls.. Still.. Back in Hobart on the 5th day, we did the usual and went out as a group, and then things get just a bit 'blank' - a consequence, I suspect, of me saying that there is a difference in taste between Cascade and Boags Beer, resulting in an earnest blind tasting challenge that went awry.
After te tour, I had a further 5 days in Hobart. I was going to go diving near the east coast, but after having felt the water earlier in the week, I thought that even the words 'fresh' 'bitterly freezing' and 'icy' just didn't do the water justice... So instead, wandered around Hobart, cycled down Wellington Mt with some guys from the hostel.. Now of late, I have scuba dived, sky dived, shared a beadroom with a convicted armed robber on the run from the police, narrowly avoided venomous snakes, and yet hurtling down a mountain at 70kph with nothing but a wing, a prayer and old helmet seemed to far outdo all the rest for sheer fear, s***ting bricks factor... and then we went offroad, and almost lost the chance to ever have children - I know, I know, some of you may see that as a good thing!
And that, more or less (probably less) was Tassie in a wee nutshell.... A big hello and thanks to Joel, Rob, Devon, Sally, Atsu, Tuki, Cat and Stuart for the 10 days
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