March 22- April 1

Tasmania-MANIA!

March 22

Launceston Town Hall



This sums up Tasmania, but not, necessarily, our road-trip.


March 23

On and On



I have this thing for pictures of roads. It has to do with the wanderlust. Just go with it. Literally.



March 24

Lake Plimsoll



It is very important than when driving in a new place, one always takes random rural roads with interesting sounding names. You either find yourself on a rickety bridge staring at a giant pig, or on the shore of a beautiful lake, like this. The first one happened too, but I was too scared to take a picture.


March 25

Less Travelled By




This trail totally rocked.

Also, the next few pictures feature my compatriot Tracy. It is very important that, unlike 75% of the men I know, you do not fall in love with her. First of all, I'm getting sort of sick of it. Secondly, she's engaged.


Cradle Mountain



Ah, humble Dolerite makes for majestic scenes.
We hiked for 5 and a half hours with two liters of water and a bum hip. But we frickin' made it.


March 26

Edge of the World



Here we are just past the end of the furthest southern road in Australia. Cockle Creek is the southernmost town, but it populated mostly by itinerants. We would have joined them but it was cold and blustery and the next nearest landmass was Antartica.


March 27

Roughing It



If you haven't ever slept in a car, you really really need to do it just for the novelty of the experience. Make sure when you do it, though, that it's not a tiny rental car out in the cold.


March 28

East Coast



How we longed to be on that boat.


March 29

Ireland?



This photo was chosen from many other, less blurry photos, because it contains the following:
sunshine, a rainbow, sheep, and the ocean.


March 30

Bay of Fires



This stretch of coast was given a kick-ass name not for the red rocks but for the sighting of many fires by early explorers, meaning it was heavily populated at the time. The last full-blooded Tasmanian aboriginal died in 1876.

Oh. Uhm. The beach? Beautiful. Reportedly the second most beautiful beach in the world. But I'm guessing I'll never have a chance to have that one all to myself, to scramble the rocks barefoot in the sun.


March 31

Bridge



This was the most disappointing bridge, especially in comparison to the name. Turns out it was named after some explorer, not, you know...
OR WAS IT?


April 1

City/Night



Lookit me! I'm famous landmarks in Sydney! Blah blah blah!