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Travel Blogs from Legana
Heritage Highway
... of the countryside. We camped at Falls Park which allows self contained vehicles stay overnight Monday to Friday because Sunday is market day and the stalls are set up early hours of the morning.
There are two grand Heritage listed properties in the Evandale region and they are Clarendon and Woolmers.
Clarendon was built in 1838, the house was an extraordinary statement of achievement by James Cox who ...
Watching the Sun Set Over the Water.
Oh, the History In Tassie!
Woke up this morning and opened the curtains to a beautiful country scene. It made up for last night’s debacle big time. When we drove into town last night we were struck by how beautiful the old church looked lit up for us tired travellers. The streets were all heritage listed buildings and so well preserved for the 21st century visitors. We spoke to a born and bred local this morning and she said that the council had ...
Day 53 – Across Tasmania
... and back into valleys again.
We were on top of one of the mountains and saw a sign for Halls Falls so we turned off to see if we could see it. We drove one kilometer down a dirt track and we felt like we were instantly transported through time to the Jurassic Era. The trees, ferns and grass were huge. We had driven into a rainforest. We arrived at a car park and discovered that the falls were at the far end of a two kilometer loop. ...
Snow! reaching the most southern point by car!
... and the set up was such that you could camp there overnight (something to keep in mind for another trip). We left there and went through to Tarraleah, Black Bobs and Langloh to Hamilton where we stopped at the Bakery to have lunch. The Baker is exceptional specialising in Different Gourmet pies. Peter had a pepper steak pie and I had a Chicken and Asparagus pie with a slice of lemon which added a little zing to it. This was followed by a vanilla slice each which was really light ...
Hitting the Road - Our First Tassie Road Trip
... when it was so warm in the car park beside the beach. Crossing over the little wooden footbridge from the car park to the sand was like switching climate in an instant.
Green's beach was a spectacular stretch of pure white sand with gentle waves rolling in from the sparkling, crystal-blue sea. The sun was out in full force and the beach shone with a brilliant brightness, with nary a shadow in sight. And that was somewhat problematic for those ...
