Swansea Bark Mill
May. 1st, 2010 07:34 pmThe Bark Mill Museum is on the side of a former bark mill (bet you couldn't guess that). There's also a tavern, bottlshop & bakery cafe which is a nice place to stop for a snack. Unless a coach load of tourist descend on the place at the same time, but I was in the museum bit when that happened.
Just a few photos because the light was bad and I couldn't be fussed getting camera to cooperate. Also, more interesting when you actually see them than as small, still images.
( You know you want to )
Just a few photos because the light was bad and I couldn't be fussed getting camera to cooperate. Also, more interesting when you actually see them than as small, still images.
( You know you want to )
The last town on this trip is Swansea, part historic town, part beach resort.
The first British settlement in the area was a grant given to George Meredith in 1821. Actually, he was one of a group of partners who took up grants in the area. He was also heavily involved in early colonial politics, but if you're interested in that, follow the link.
( Usual stuff )
The first British settlement in the area was a grant given to George Meredith in 1821. Actually, he was one of a group of partners who took up grants in the area. He was also heavily involved in early colonial politics, but if you're interested in that, follow the link.
( Usual stuff )
Island Trek: Arriving
Mar. 13th, 2010 08:06 pmWhen I hear of people who set stories in places where they've never been I always think that no matter how much you read about a place, it's never going to be quite what you expected. Which is really a good thing, or by bother travelling? You could just look at places on web sites.
The trip over on the ferry took about 40 minutes. We saw no seals, dolphins, southern right whales (with or without their calves) and even fairy penguins. The latter were offered as the consolation animal: if we see nothing else, there'll be the penguin. Long 40 minutes. The water was so smooth it looked like a blue glass floor lifting and rising.
The first recognisable building as we approached the island was this little cottage out on its own on the hill. "What was that for?" "I don't know."
( More! Bet you didn't know what until I told you. )
The trip over on the ferry took about 40 minutes. We saw no seals, dolphins, southern right whales (with or without their calves) and even fairy penguins. The latter were offered as the consolation animal: if we see nothing else, there'll be the penguin. Long 40 minutes. The water was so smooth it looked like a blue glass floor lifting and rising.
The first recognisable building as we approached the island was this little cottage out on its own on the hill. "What was that for?" "I don't know."
( More! Bet you didn't know what until I told you. )
Going East: Triabunna
Mar. 4th, 2010 10:34 pmI'll leave Swansea and things for the trip home.
The bits in italics are from the information panels about the town.
This is the first view of Triabunna -- Spring Bay, boats and odd brown hill (guess what that is).
( More, but I'm sure you know that. )
The bits in italics are from the information panels about the town.
This is the first view of Triabunna -- Spring Bay, boats and odd brown hill (guess what that is).
( More, but I'm sure you know that. )
Going East: Up and Down
Mar. 2nd, 2010 01:23 pmThe roads through Elephant Pass and St Marys Pass were part of the Tasman Hwy until recently, but they constructed a diversion that runs closer to the coast so you can drive north-south without having to cross either pass.
If you're coming from the Fingal Valley though, you have to cross one of them.
Mother was worried about driving along the Pass, they're narrow, winding and frequented by trucks. We saw three log trucks go by while we were eating lunch at Fingal.
( Onwards and upwards )
If you're coming from the Fingal Valley though, you have to cross one of them.
Mother was worried about driving along the Pass, they're narrow, winding and frequented by trucks. We saw three log trucks go by while we were eating lunch at Fingal.
( Onwards and upwards )
