A slice of heaven, with Wallaby on the side
Trip Start Mar 30, 2010
82Trip End Dec 13, 2012
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`Three hours and 300 mks from Hobart we arrived at Freycinet national park where we were planning on spending 3 days and 2 nights camping. This however was not your typical camping beside the car. Nope! This was a 2.5 hour hike from the car going over a mountain and across a long beach to finish off the trek. Another problem that was that there was no running water at the campsites, so anything you needed, you would have to pack in and pack out. We pulled our backpacks from the car and tried to bring only the essentials. During the packing was where I think the first signs of tension appeared between Tessa and I. We didn't see quite eye to eye on items deemed "necessary". Either way, we gathered out things and headed off.
Wineglass bay was the exact location we would be spending our coming days. I remember when doing all my trip planning back in Canada of seeing a picture of the crystal blue waters surrounded by a cozy sandy beach
Finally we arrived at the beach at had our first unobstructed view of the water. It was AMAZING. A true version of paradise in every sense of the word. Only a hand full of people were scattered on the massive beach, which made it feel all the more special, like we had it to ourselves. We put our packs down and took our shoes off to walk barefoot through the white sands and rest before doing the final trek across the beach to the sites. Almost as if it was timed perfectly for us, a wallaby came jumping out and posed perfect for us. It was your ideal postcard picture that you would think of when you thought of Australia. The wallaby wasn't shy or scared of us either. Tessa was to nervous to approach it at first, so I decided to take a go. I was pretty sure that if he was standing that close to us, that he has little to no fear of humans
Walking across the sandy beach with our heavy packs was no easy task. As many of you know, just walking on sand is normally a workout, let alone when your already run down and carrying extra weight. But the taste of reaching our goal, plus the distraction of all the natural beauty around us made it very easy complete. We found a site that looked like we could call home for the 2 nights there, and started setting up camp. Once completed, we were free to roam around the area to see what was close by. The campsites were located just one sand dune away from the water, but it was located on a walking circuit that looped the whole national park. People were passing through as we were cooking our dinners, all waving hello as they passed. We ended up making yet another friend while at the campsites, but not exactly what you think. Charlie, or so I named him, a neighborhood wallaby that would not leave us alone at all.
The next morning, we decided to do some hiking up Mt. Freycinet, which was a 3 hour hike up, and 2 + back down. Shortly after our breakfast we started off. Roughly 20 mins, Tessa was unsure of her capability of climbing yet another mountain, just a day after doing the first to arrive at our site. I think she was also feeling like she had to keep up with me, which was not the case, but she decided to head back down and make a day of it at the beach
So our final morning, we dismantled our camp, pack everything we brought up and headed back to the car. There was a sense of tension in the air between us, but we both tried to not let this ruin our time. We both put on a shit eating grin and dealt with it like adults. We headed back to Hobart and called it a day. We thought our flight was first thing in the morning, so we stayed at a campsite literally 10 mins from the airport. The following morning, we cleaned out the car and got ready to hand it back in
Upon our arrival at Melbourne, Tessa and I had to sort out some pictures exchange than we were to go our own ways. But it was friday night, and she was going to meet someone in St. Kilda which is also a party and bar district. With her little English, I decided to make sure that she at least safely made it to her next destination. Something that was supposed to last 6 weeks, ended up hardly lasting 6 days. But as happy as I think we both were to go our own ways, it was just another travel lesson learned. No hard feelings in the end. Now....time to get ready for New Zealand. I t was to be more than I would have bargained for.