Lovely Lonnie
Trip Start
Jun 24, 2008
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Trip End
Aug 10, 2008
Continuing along with the epiphanies we have been having, Paul and I have come to another conclusion: American beer is really bad. I mean, Americans have no idea how good beer is outside of the United States. Content to grit our teeth, close our eyes and choke down watery Bud and Miller products, we just don't realize that one can actually like the taste of beer. Since coming to Australia, Paul and I have taken to sampling whatever beer is local to the region. Our favorite so far has been Boag's of Tasmania, which has a rich, creamy and pleasant flavor, but they have all been waayyyyy better than American beers. Interestingly, we also learned that no one in Australia actually drinks Foster's beer. You all know the commercials-- "Fosters--it's Australian for beer." Turns out that that's just good marketing, because it's not sold in Australia. Something like 90 percent of its sales are exports. Who knew? The other funny beer-related item of interest was the drive-in liquor stores that were in abundance in Launceston. At one, they even had separated the lanes as "express" and "browsing" lanes
As for Tasmania--we decided to flee the cold and rainy part of the country and headed back to the north. We were a bit disappointed, because we had hoped to check out Hobart. Hobart is the biggest city in Tasmania and was the first non-native settlement on the island--it actually started as a prison colony. But we just couldn't take the cold and rain any more, so we headed to Launceston, which the weather report claimed was sunny. Sure enough, Launceston turned out to be sunny, and we gained an appreciation for the Tasmanian countryside with its rolling green hills, mountains and coastline. Although we thought the surfers we saw in the water were insane. Actually, with its hills, farms, cows, beer breweries and cheese, we thought Tasmania was like the Australian Wisconsin.
Once we got to Launceston, we checked into a cute hotel that was on top of a pub. Although charming at first, it turned out our room was right over the bar, so we heard the music pretty late into the night. Who would have thought trivia night at a bar could be so loud? While in Launceston, we walked to Cataract Gorge, a beautiful nature preserve. The climb was pretty rigorous, with lots of stairs and we noticed that, while we kept passing people headed down the stairs, we only saw one person walking up the stairs like us, and he was clearly working out
After visiting the Gorge, we headed to the Boag's beer brewery's Centre for Beer Lovers. The old brewery had been turned into a museum, and we wandered around learning about the history of the Boags family and their brewery. My favorite part was learning about the old brewery's "vermin eradication machine," which was the cat that lived in the brewery named Oscar. Apparently there were many cats that held the position for the more than 100 years the old brewery operated, but they were all named Oscar and all were tasked with taking care of the mice and rats so that they didn't get into the hops supply. In the brewery's books, Oscar's vet's bills were called "repairs to the vermin eradication machine." Hilarious.
All-in-all, Paul and I really enjoyed our trip to Tasmania, and Launceston ("Lonnie" to the locals), and would both like to come back in the Tasmanian summertime. We are now headed back to the "Mainland" where we will spend a night in Melbourne and then begin the trek up the coast towards Sydney.
Launceston River
. We thought that was an excellent idea that should be brought back to the States.As for Tasmania--we decided to flee the cold and rainy part of the country and headed back to the north. We were a bit disappointed, because we had hoped to check out Hobart. Hobart is the biggest city in Tasmania and was the first non-native settlement on the island--it actually started as a prison colony. But we just couldn't take the cold and rain any more, so we headed to Launceston, which the weather report claimed was sunny. Sure enough, Launceston turned out to be sunny, and we gained an appreciation for the Tasmanian countryside with its rolling green hills, mountains and coastline. Although we thought the surfers we saw in the water were insane. Actually, with its hills, farms, cows, beer breweries and cheese, we thought Tasmania was like the Australian Wisconsin.
Once we got to Launceston, we checked into a cute hotel that was on top of a pub. Although charming at first, it turned out our room was right over the bar, so we heard the music pretty late into the night. Who would have thought trivia night at a bar could be so loud? While in Launceston, we walked to Cataract Gorge, a beautiful nature preserve. The climb was pretty rigorous, with lots of stairs and we noticed that, while we kept passing people headed down the stairs, we only saw one person walking up the stairs like us, and he was clearly working out
Paul in the Park
. And crazy. Eventually, we ran into a nice guy walking his very mean little dog named Loki and he laughed at us. Apparently, most people walk to the gorge along a much easier path that was straight, paved, and didn't have any stairs. Of course, we took that path back, but we were rewarded with some stunning views of the city from the top of the hill. After visiting the Gorge, we headed to the Boag's beer brewery's Centre for Beer Lovers. The old brewery had been turned into a museum, and we wandered around learning about the history of the Boags family and their brewery. My favorite part was learning about the old brewery's "vermin eradication machine," which was the cat that lived in the brewery named Oscar. Apparently there were many cats that held the position for the more than 100 years the old brewery operated, but they were all named Oscar and all were tasked with taking care of the mice and rats so that they didn't get into the hops supply. In the brewery's books, Oscar's vet's bills were called "repairs to the vermin eradication machine." Hilarious.
All-in-all, Paul and I really enjoyed our trip to Tasmania, and Launceston ("Lonnie" to the locals), and would both like to come back in the Tasmanian summertime. We are now headed back to the "Mainland" where we will spend a night in Melbourne and then begin the trek up the coast towards Sydney.



Comments
it is so beautiful
I guess I didn't realize that there is an actual Tasmania -- the cartoons kind of ruined it for me. I must say I can't imagine managing a walk that you call 'pretty rigorous'.
Andrea
Happy Meal!
You got a Tai Lung in your Happy Meal?! Isaac would kill to get Tai Lung. . .
Oh yeah, Tasmania, etc. etc.
But Tai Lung?! Who would have thought that you'd have to travel all the way around the world to get one.
MMM!! BEER
So the buzz is even better in Australia. No Fosters? What about PBR? Who would have thought you'd be misled by something you see on American television. Oh well, Happy Independence Day.
Vince
P.S. Paul, Big Blackhawks signings back here!!!
Business at hand.
Glad to see you are enjoying your adventure. I am sure Paul has procured a periodical of some sort but if not here's some info. Hawks get B. Campbell for 8yrs 56 mil. Detroit picks up Marian Hossa (God I hate that team) Tampa Bay is signing everyone they can. And you need to sneak some of that beer through customs. G'Day mate!
Of seals and sharks and drive-in liquor stores
Hey guys! Love your photos! If you are driving the 'gold coast' to Sydney, don't miss the seals and great white sharks -- sadly, for baby seals, they are often found in the same location. Seems to me there was a cool extinct volcanoe along the route, too, where you could see koalas in the gum trees! Have you seen any kangaroos yet?
Lexington, Kentucky has drive thru liquor stores when I lived there cerca 1978 - one [and perhaps the only] way in which Kentuckians are ahead of the curve!
Happy trails - Andrea