My last blog entry saw us coming to the end of our Tasmanian adventure as we made our way back to the Blue Wren for our last four nights in tassie. We have again enjoyed our time here, we’ve met some lovely people, seen beautiful places and enjoyed great experiences. We’ve marvelled at the big open spaces of farmland, crops, cattle and so many sheep, but also large open spaces of just nothing in the middle of Tasmania. I’ve made relishes and jams and have also got some Sloe gin and both blackberry and strawberry liqueurs brewing under the bed at the moment.
The weather this trip has not been the best but there’s nothing we could do about that and I reckon it’s just evened out the averages with our last visit four years ago when we experienced wonderful weather. In our three trips we have now seen most of Tasmania and probably more than most Tasmanians, but there are still a few little pockets left that are on the list for next time.
We met up and enjoying the company of both old and new friends at the Blue Wren, promising that we would definitely return here when we are next in Tasmania. Then leaving early in the morning while it was still dark, we headed to Devonport for our day crossing. We were due to leave at 9.50am but with a delay it was 10.30 before the ferry left. As we had booked a cabin we made our way straight there where we spent most of the day. It was a reasonable journey but the roughest that we have experienced with a 2-3 metre swell. We left our cabin in the late afternoon to find Barry and Glenda who were also travelling that day. (Glenda had not had a good time and was feeling pretty seasick.)We spent a couple of hours with these two, enjoying their company and reminiscing our trips. Being in a public area we all had to wear the face masks that I hate but we do have to do the right thing when it comes to Covid. We haven’t really had to think too much about Covid in Tassie (probably the safest place in Australia if not the world!) but now as we approach the mainland, we are having to get tuned in again.
The ferry docked at 8.30pm and luckily we were the first off so we headed into the night and found our way onto the M1 motorway where we stayed behind a service station, not wanting to arrive too late at Dennis and Christine’s. The next morning, after an early breakfast, we headed to Wallington so Dennis could fit the diesel heater that we so badly needed in Tasmania! Again we had a great time with these two and our quick visit turned into five days.
Now, with a newly installed heater we are heading towards Emma and Graham’s at Boorowa. I’m so looking forward to seeing family again. It’s been a while!