SOUTH TO A CAVE; NORTH TO LIME BAY & COAL MINES
Trip Start Oct 05, 2009
325Trip End Oct 31, 2013
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MONDAY FEBRUARY 1 2010
(This is a special day for us; we vacated the Kenmore house on October 1, 2009 so it is 4 months in the van! Time is passing quickly and so far so good.)
Mileage: 9614 kms
Weather: cool and sunny!
Journey in no particular order: Remarkable Cave (the southern most point by road on the Tasman Peninsula, Nubeena, Premaydena, Saltwater River and Lime Bay Reserve, northern most point on the peninsula.
We drove slowly out of Fortescue Bay along the bone shattering surface again, passing the turnoff to Port Arthur and stopping at Nubeena, a small country town, to connect to the internet and catch up on some business, essentially account payments. Well, the laptop spat another blue page white lettering message about dumping memory etc. So it took some time for Sheila to get us back on line and we vowed this time to get the laptop to repair when we returned to Sorrell.
Bills paid, we headed for White Beach, yes another perfect holiday beach for lunch, then onto our destination- Lime Bay State Reserve.
We thought the campground a bit feral with no fixed camp sites, rubbish bins overflowing and some really large groups camped there. It was a lovely spot so we found a site close to the beach and decided to stay overnight; we did eventually stay 2 nights feeling the need for a chill out day. Fellow campers were friendly and quiet! $13 pn was pretty good!
We met a charming Danish couple as we followed an old 4 wheel drive sand track in search of a lagoon that we did not locate on this occasion; we all laughed when they told us that they were following our foot prints in the sand in the hope of getting to the lagoon; they deduced the foot prints were "fresh" because last night's rain had smoothed over any other signs of walkers.
The four of us did reach the other side of the headland over some dunes on this track and were rewarded with the gorgeous Lagoon Beach at Sloping Bay!
This late afternoon stroll had taken over 2 hours so we were ready for cocktails and food. We did locate the lagoon the next day but it was fairly dry and unattractive. We did a great fire with left over wood and bbequed some German sausages that we ate with our pink eye spuds and sauerkraut. It was Yum on this cool night!
Overnight we were back to winds, rain and cold and quite a few campers including us, were packing early the next day.
Just south of Lime Bay we visited Coal Mines Historic Site which is an unticketed, open, tasteful memorial to Tasmania’s convict past. The land is ocean front and today, cool, grey and cloudy you could sense the horror that these convicts experienced in the coal mine worked by the worst convicts.
The solitary confinement cells are tiny, windowless, horrible and the stories of their dreadful tortured lives so many years ago add to the chill of the morning. We felt this was a more moving and uncommercialised site than Port Arthur.
Golf -Sheila reminded us has not got onto our agenda, so let’s check out the Tasman Golf Club and schedule a game; no one answered the phone so we made our way there. The 9 hole course was deserted and run by volunteers; the winds were strong, so it was take a picture and head on out. Sorry Sheila!
Before leaving this amazingly beautiful peninsula it was right down south to the Remarkable Cave, a stunning, easily reached tourist destination. The cave is spectacular but so are the cliffs around it, as well as the pounding ocean; apparently surfers paddle out through the tunnel into the ocean to ride the perfect waves.
On our way north we passed through Eaglehawk Neck again and visited the Tasman Arch, Blowhole, and Devil’s Kitchen; the grey misty day seemed to enhance these very popular tourist sights but we guess they would be even more stunning under blue sunny skies!
There are lots of beautiful holiday homes around Eaglehawk Neck, which happily combines holiday accommodation, spectacular look outs, perfect beaches, game fishing heaven and a great deal of convict history. And so on and on!!!
We stopped again at Dunalley for the best fish (flat head), calamari and chips and Bruce told us that 30,000 customers/tourists do the same each year; he confessed that he found customers an evil necessity!!!! We laughed and hurried out.
At Sorrell we dropped off the laptop and spent the night in the Hobart Show grounds one last time, maybe!.