Stewarts Bay Lodge
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pity the restaraunt was closed as it has a great view over the bay
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... to straddle the carcasses I forget I am situated in what I'm used to being the passenger seat in the U.S. and therefore I Re-Run Over Every Poor Dead Animal.
I turn off at a scenic lookout and a car follows me. I instantly panic that I am going to get beaten up for driving like such a derelict, but the car is full of delightful Asian-Australian travelers who are also in town from Brisbane. I am able to get my first picture that doesn't have ...
... Pam), Fairy Wrens (Andy), Yellow birds (Angela) and a scary looking black bird (Dwight). We have nicknamed them with Office characters. Dwight is ugly and a bit of a bully; so we don't have a picture of him. [Turns out I did get a shot of Dwight. The cute animals seem to get more snacks tho.] At dusk the 4 and 2 legged creatures come out. A typical night trip to the washroom results in 8 wallaby/roo, 2 rabbit and 1 ...
... Tammy. What a fountain of knowledge and information she was. Humour, and the way she imparted her knowledge really made the session most enjoyable. We knew it was a hard place. Helen had explained that it had also been a reformist prison, one used for learning. This was also imparted by Tammy. To think the convicts had 13,000 books, access to trades and other education. Many of these blokes went on to be pillars of the society. Just proves ...
... was another couple of hours driving to get back to Hobart. Angela has to leave for her flight so we said our goodbyes. The rest of us went to a nice restaurant for our last dinner together. It was the best restaurant to date, with trained staff and a proper chef and table service. We walked back to our hotel, had group hugs and swapped email addresses before heading to our ...
... read off the same rules the prisoners were read when they entered the prison.
I walked up a hill to see the remains of the church that was built here. Church attendance was mandatory for the prisoners and guards every Sunday. The building held 1100 people.
I took a short ferry ride to a small island where the prisoners were buried. It is called the Isle of the Dead, where everyone that died in the prison is buried. 99% of the ...