Having spent the night in Business class, we headed back to reality... off the ferry at Devonport by 7.45am and on our way to Latrobe. Carrying on our tradition of seeing aussie animals dead before we see them alive, we past 2 dead tasmanian devils on our way to the local chocolate factory. Having sampled all they had to offer, several times, we headed to Launceston via ashgrove farm cheese factory in Elizabethtown and had lunch at Mt. Elephant Pancakes. Onto Grindlewald next for a spot of mini golf where once again i managed to embarress myself by hitting a girl in the back with the ball in my attempt to beat the par on that hole....she was ok. Following a brief stop at Cataract Gorge, crossing the bridge and causeway around the first basin, we headed to Beechford where we spent the night. From Beechford, we headed to St. Helens (14/12) stopping off at St. Columba falls on the way. From St. Helens we took our biggest wrong turning yet, going on a 120km detour. Instead of ending up in Coles Bay, we ended up in Cambeltown, 60km inland....don't ask... We kept ourselves amused by Baa-ing at the sheep out the window.....which lead us to have the following bored and pointless conversation: Tom - " Baaaaaaa!" (At the sheep out the window) "They followed me!!" (He meant to say looked at him) Becky - "Like Mary?" Tom - "No, like Joseph silly, he was the shepherd" Becky - "Oh" Tom - "Oh no, he was a carpenter" Becky - "Ha Ha" Tom - "Better than bloody Mary!!" Becky - "Mary had a little lamb didn't she?" Tom - "Oh yeah" Who'd have thought tom had played the role of Joseph in the year 3 nativity!? Anyway, we spent the night in Cambelltown before heading to Coles Bay the following day (15/12) where we took a sea kayaking tour around the Freycinet Peninsula National Park. Tom openly admitted that he wasn't as good at steering as he thought he'd be, but having swapped round, i wasn't any better. I proceeded to take us in the wrong direction, which made tom angry, which made me laugh, which in turn made tom paddle twice as hard to compensate for my loss in concentration, which resulted in him splashing half the Tasman sea in my face, at which point i was almost wetting myself i was laughing so much. To top it all off, tom spat into the oncoming wind, and it hit me, smack bang in the middle of my face..... At this point i was in hysterics!! Following a much needed shower, we set up camp nearby the town centre. Friday (16/12) saw us climbing the 600 steps up the side of the Hazards to the Wineglass bay lookout. Apparently one of the top ten beaches in the world (or so we were told), it was a gorgeous secluded white beach surrounded by untouched wilderness. Unfortunately, it was rather overcast, so we didn't go for a swim. Onto the convict trail next taking us down to the Tasman Peninsula. The tasmanian devil centre was swarming with snap happy tourists, so we decided not to go in, instead purchasing a wombat handpuppet from the gift shop (Wilbur). Remarkable cave at the south of peninsula was pretty spectacular, as was the Tasman Arch, Devils Kitchen and Tasman Blowhole, all part of the Tasman National Park. We decided to by-pass the historic site of Port Arthur, heading up towards the Tessalated Pavement, another example of Tasmanias beautiful naturally sculptered coastline. Leaving the peninsula, we headed to our campsite just outside of Hobart, Tasmanias capital. The Saturday Salamance Market in Hobart was next on the agenda, followed by a short walk passing Arthurs circuit (group of georgian houses) and Parliament house down to the docks. Having divulged in a lunch at the highly reccomended Mures (not as good as egans mum), we went to the museum before heading to the shops and then onto the Bellrive Oval (which for those of you non cricketers is where Tasmania play cricket) Sunday (18/12) saw us up the top of Mt Wellington, where we were exposed to the coldest weather either of us have ever experienced. Having driven to the top, we took it in turns to climb to the summit, but bad weather set in, so we drove carefully down and went towards Geeveston for lunch at the quaint bakery. Onto Hastings Caves next, which were AMAZING!! And then down a long dirt road to Cockle Bay (population of 4) the southern most point of Australia that you can drive to. Via Lymington to Gordon next where we spent the night next to the D'entrecasteaux Channel with a great view of Bruny Island. Monday (19/12) was FANTASTIC....we went to Claremont just north of Hobart and ate pretty much the entire contents of the Cadburys Factory. We just managed to get onto the highly popular tour and got to indulge in as much free chocolate as we could eat on the way round. We, or rather, I, filled my pockets!! We got to see all the chocolate being made, wrapped and boxed and even got a parcel of free chocolate at the end!! And all for the equivalent of 4 english pounds!! Best bargain i've ever come across!! By the end of the tour i felt too sick to by anything from the ridiculously cheap factory shop, wish i had now!! Despite looking like a pair of oompa loompas, minus the orange faces and turquoise dungerees, we just about managed to walk around the Mt. Field National Park for a look at Russell Falls and Horseshoe falls (where we managed to get our Tasmanian National Parks Pass for free) and then a 5km walk at the Lake St. Clair National Park where we saw our first wombat, they're HUGE!! Imagine a guinea pig the size of a labrador!!