Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Tasmania! Part 2



Fortescue National Park

Tasmania Part -2
We drive inland away from the coast and vacation crowds to find beautiful rolling hills dotted with grazing sheep and cattle. We drive through ranches,  orchards and vineyards.  This is dairy country much like our home in Sonoma County, California.
Sheep, sheep and more sheep....

I hear the "Bonanza" theme song.... where's Little Joe?

Freshly cut hay rolled in the fields.
A Campbell in Campbell Town
We drive through historic Campbell Town famous for the Red Bridge built in late 1800’s by convict labor.  This is the dark history of Australia and Tasmania when England sent convicts to these islands for life.  They built everything; bridges, roads, buildings and worked in the mines, or cleared forests. Today the convicts are honored for their labor, but of course during those times it was gruesome conditions and many died doing slave labor. Campbell Towns Bridge was built with some 1.2 million hand made bricks.  There is with a memorial plaque to remind us.  They say 4 out of 5 Tasmanians have convicts in their ancestry!  In Campbell Town is a path along main street of memorial bricks with each convicts name, where they came from ( mostly England) the crimes committed and the sentence given….most died as prisoners, but some paid off their debt to society and were given freedom.
Red Bridge in Campbell Town built by convicts.

I found the crimes interesting and minor and not fitting of the sentences levied, yet England was overcrowded and needed people to colonize their new territories…so went the convicts to Australia and (estimated 70,000) to Tasmania .
Campbell Town Brick Trail memorial
Interesting crimes committed....

Stole a bag of wheat to feed his 15 children...10 years for the crime!

Another sign of the poverty in those days...
We drive trough wide-open spaces…and poppy fields!  Tasmania produces 50% of the worldest  medicinal opium! Electric fencing protects the fields. And a big “KEEP OUT” sign posted.
Blooming poppy fields.  Tasmania grows large export of medicinal opium.
 Mining is still a big industry here, too with gold being the first big discovery as well as tin, copper and other minerals. Each new discovery brought new waves of settlers and towns grew up along the route to the shipping ports. Forests are still clear cut, chipped (pine or eucalyptus) and exported for paper.

Once we got off the main tourist route onto interior side roads we discovered the “under pants” the ugly remains of logging and mining that has scarred the countryside.

One place in particular, Queenstown is still a working copper mining town.  We were so depressed by the scarred hills, we just drove on through (sorry no photos).  I can only describe the vast canyon hole and barren hills left from acid rain surrounding the town was ugly and depressing to see.  The King river that runs through town is colored orange from years of copper runoff.   There are no fish and the vegetation is sparse.  The coppers mine have changed mining practices for the better, but they say it will be years before vegetation comes back to the hills..  We pulled into this town looking like it was struggling to survive with worn out homes and people... we decided to drive on through...
The Kroll, a cat-like-raccoon creature raids our camp!
Anyway, we get cranky if we don’t have a campsite for the night. The Adventure in a camper van.…where will we camp for the night? We don’t mind staying in the rough for one or two nights, but after that, we really would like a shower and proper toilets…and Internet? That would be nice,  but we drive on and end up camping next to the boat ramp on a fishing reservoir.  Nice.  That night we were raided by the curious Kroll, a cat-like creature with spots!

 WE LOVE Tasmania for its pristine waters and pristine environment!(excluding the mining towns)
Pyengana Dairy ranch...looks a lot like California!

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Pyengana Valley.  Stop in for lunch at the Pyengan Dairy Company.  Award winning cheddar cheese is made on site with tastings and the cheese making process to watch while enjoying the surrounding green valley and high mountains.  Best micro-brew tasted, too…Moo Brew
Moo Brew...best ale so far!
Finally, a warm sunny day!  We drive through fields of rolled hay and stop at Weldborough Hotel for a beer…this is an historic roadside hotel in the middle of nowhere, but historic because of the "Tin Rush" that blazed through here in the 1800's. Now its home to travelers like us, passing through. We camp in the sunny field behind the hotel. Perfect. They also host a yearly mountain bike race where 600 riders camp and drink beer!

Weldborough Hotel ... with micro- brews on tap!

Ahh...sun and relaxing spot for the night in Weldborough

Another day of hiking...4 hrs looking for the trail leading to the top...wrong turn?
Down the road again....to Moorina.  At one time this bustling town was home to over 1000 people mostly Chinese laborers. An interesting memorial stands in the town of Moorina.
 Memorial for Chinese mining laborers in Moorina.
Chinese laborers in Tasmania
The Tin Trail is an historical route winding through the valley mining towns along the route to the coast for shipping out either at Bridport or Strahan.  We are following through the mountains… Derby is our next mining town.  I take the museum tour and am the only one in a large empty movie room showing a wonderful informational documentary of the “tin era” how it shaped the land, the catastrophe when the Cascade Dam collapsed and washed the town of Derby clean away and why tin was such an important material…especially during the WWs when canned foods was needed, tin roofs for buildings and tin toys before plastic.
The Tin Can invention sparks the "Tin Rush" in Tasmania

Toys were made of tin before plastic

Gingerbread style bank in mining town of Derby

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A Few Days in Bridport…
Continuing on to Bridport  a popular beach resort town filled with a young hip vibe, families on the beach and good restaurants.  We secure a campsite  on a grassy knoll with an ocean view and enjoy walking along the beach.
 North coast  Bridport Bay and beach
We treat ourselves to dinner at the Bridport Bay Inn .  It seems a few days camping out camping requires a reward of eating in a restaurant!
Local fried scallops a specialty and served with the roe...yummm!
John orders the roasted farm raised Wallaby with  potatoes… when is he ever going to try it again?! Tastes just like a good roast beef!  I ordered a plate of fresh oysters followed by a Caesar salad then fried local calamari and prawns.  It was a great dinner....and pricey.  We find is expensive, but we may be comparing to Mexico and Fiji which had great value for the "buck".  Australia and Tasmania are similar to America prices for food, if not higher.  Beer and alcohol is over the top! Taxes!
Camper van trouble...
The downside of the day was our camper van died…the alternator quit…so we called the rental company who were very quick to pay for a new one replaced by the local mechanic. We only lost one day…but didn’t even notice as we spent the day walking along the beach looking out to the Bass Straits. The weather has calmed and warmed over the last two weeks.  Finally, we can say it’s HOT! The bay is shallow sand and the reflecting color is bright turquoise!
The colors are unreal!
The camper van is older with some 3500km on the mileage dial.  There was something bound to fail.  I as the driver, still had a hard time finding the right gears and crammed the shifter into a wrong gear sometimes.. Ooops! After the new alternator was installed, the engine seems stronger and we never had another problem.

Mole Creek
Day of driving still inland from Bridport through small towns, Westbury, Deloranie and each town claims historic buildings to visit, brick cathedrals and quaint shops  many still in use from the 1800s.  We quess because there are no earthquakes in Tasmania the buildings remain undisturbed?

We detour to visit the only Salmon and ginseng farm in Tasmania?  The company is called 41* South and is a farm deep in a eucalyptus forest.  The salmon are farm-raised in large steel tanks.  Its one of the biggest exports, farm raised salmon.  I question the practice in my mind, but wild salmon IS being depleted and so this may be the sustainable alternative?  The company sold other products, like smoked salmon( so delicous) ginseng tea, honey and wines.  Yes, there are many wineries in Tasmania…and I didn’t get chance to go to one (I did discover a suburb sauvignon Blanc called Ninth Island even Mike Lee would’ve thumbs up) mainly, because it takes time to “taste wine” and we just didn’t take the time. And besides, I live in the best wine country, Sonoma County!
Great Western Tiers Mountain in the background
Mole Creek  Karst National Park
  We check into the local information desk  and learn about the many limestone caves in the area, Marakoopa and King Solomon.   John is not keen on  paying $20 for a guided tour with many other tourists in a lighted cave…so local knowledge tells us of  the Wet Caves.
The Wet Caves were awesome!
Warning!
Kind of creepy...
John loves exploring these caves!
So much to see,  so much to hike...so little time!
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Higgs Track
Still camping in Mole Creek...decide on another adventurous hike up the face of the Great Western Tiers. These are the grand rocks that surround this valley. The trail was cut in 1897 by early trappers and it literally goes straight up out of a canyon through rain forest and climbs out over boulders to an alpine  meadow.  We climbed slowly 200 ft vertical feet in 2 hours to the top.
Alpine meadow at 2,500 ft.
But, it was worth it!  The view was grand overlooking the Mole creek Valley below.  At the top was a meadow of colorful peat still bogged and damp from snow melt.   We felt we were in the High Sierras!  We walked lightly on a trail leading to our destination, Lady Lake Hut.
Lady Lake Hut
Every track warns of the changing weather in Tasmania that can catch hikers unprepared.  These huts are for hiker to take shelter.   The refurbished hut is wooden with a wall lined in bunks, a table and chairs,  cooking hot belly stove and water from a rain catchment system.  Off in the distance strategically placed above water level is the out house.  What a great hiker's destination!

Backpacker accommodations inside Lady Lake hut
 We notice it is occupied with backpacker's gear and sleeping bags... and so just leave a note that we were there for a rest, water and snack. This is one of seven back country shelter huts being restored by  conservationists for present-day hikers.
King of the Mountain!

QUEEN OF THE MOUNTAIN!
Next we stop at the waterfalls at the bottom of the trail...a little "skinny dipping" and we call it a full day!  We are exhausted, but happy to have spent the day on the trail and visited the hiker's hut.

Mercer Falls is refreshingly cold!
Our first platypus sighting! 
Back at the camp, our host tells where we can see a platypus...so down the road we go to the specific bridge and there they are...  a family swimming and diving for food.  Our first ever platypus sighting!
Tasmanian Tiger Bar


More Mole Creek…
Another claim to fame for the Mole Creek Township is the last sighting of the now extinct Tasmanian tiger was seen here in 1987.   Seems the early settlers killed all the tigers (they look like scrawny dogs) because one or two little sheep were missing…Anyway, the town has adopted this theme to market and so we stopped in to meet the locals at the Tasmanian Tiger Bar.  I tell you it’s the best way to learn about the town and its history by hanging out with the locals.

Sheffield is famous for painted murals on buildings

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On the road again… to the town of Sheffield, a quirky eccentric-kind of town with antiques, tourists and ex-hippies. We stop for coffee and a picture with a pet llama.  “That'll be two dollars,” says the pet owner who is trying to make a living from the tourists.  I gladly pay and get a wet llama kiss!
The Kiss!
This town is the turn-off towards Cradle Mountain National Park, a popular park much like our Yosemite in California.   Many hikers undertake the difficult 5-day Overland Track through undisturbed nature (Sarah Miller are you reading this?) We plan to drive through and the high plateau and camp on the south entrance at Lake St Claire, thus missing the tourist crowds, again.
Lake St Claire is Tasmania and Australia’s largest natural lake formed by glaciers.  The setting is beautiful and reminds me of our Lake Tahoe.  Even though we are only at 2,500 ft elevation it gets snow!
Watch for Wombats!

The Ranger Center is also an informative museum and we learn about the animals and how this area was carved by glaciations and that 30% of Tasmania had been declared World Heritage Designated, a title that sounds impressive, but in reality, only protects land from development until maybe its needed..   When reading the World  Heritage criteria, a country only has to meet 1 out of 10 criterias ( learn more: http://whc.unesco.org/en/faq ) to be nominated as a World Heritage site…Tasmania meets 7 of these!  This island is pretty special.  And this is where two sides of Tasmania conflict: the Conservationists (tree-huggers, not my words) and the Conservatives (industry& jobs) are vying for power.
In the middle of the Tasmania!
Crossing the Franklin River on a suspension cable bridge.
Always a wooden track over a fragile watershed...
Man ferns on track to St Columba Falls
After touring this beautiful country, we think Tasmania will eventually become a “Boutique Island” saved and preserved for tourism in the future.  The lumber, mining and ranching industries are struggling to stay alive as young families move off the island to make a living.  It’s a hard call when a mine closes and a family is out of work.  But, I do  hope tourism and conservation will be the stewards of the future. Tasmania is such a special place and needs preservation!
Lake St Claire National Park
From Lake St Claire we drove straight through to Hobart to drop off our camper van and catch a plane out on Jan 21 to Tonga! We ran out of time!
We easily could’ve spent another three weeks touring Tasmania.  There is so much to see…We passed on ferrying to the off islands, Flinders, Bruny and Maria due to time constraints and stayed away from the big cities,  Hobart and Launceton.    We purposely avoided the high tourists spots choosing a quieter path far from the madding crowds..  That was our choice.  Another visitor might choose a different path.  We enjoyed the 19 days that we had and filled each day.
Thanks for the memories, Tasmania!

Ok..that's all for now...Whew! It's hard work keeping up with this blog...and this is OLD NEWS now, 'cause we're ba-aack in Tonga!  I have internet 24/7...so no excuses for not posting!
Malo!





Sunday, January 19, 2014

Tasmania! Part 1


Cape Raoul, Tasman National Park
January 1 2014
Tasmania In Springtime …Brrrrr!
Our first day in Tasmania is cold and rainy…we just got off the plane to a cold and rainy overcast day.  The temp is around 50 degrees.
Arrived in Hobart with all our worldly possessions in 5 carry on bags
This is not what we expected.  We're not prepared with warm clothes, don’t have a clue where we are going and don't have any reservations for camping! This is summer vacation season and most camper parks are booked.  We’ve not traveled this loose before and feel a little nervous about the unknowns.
Our first night...in a van down by the ocean!
 Luckily, I did pre-book a camper van, the last “backpacker model” available.  December is the extremely busy time for Australia as summer vacations and Christmas holidays roll into the same holiday.  Everyone has the same idea to caravan camp in Tasmania.  The Tassie Motor Shack rental company host picks us up at the airport and gives instructions on how to camp in a motor van.  It’s really quite well equipped with gas cooking hotplate, bed, linens and water…plus a shovel for the toilet facilities!  Our camper guide offers advise on free camping along the way with maps. We note the many state and National parks have camping sites…here we go…its a new adventure being vagabonds on the road!
First views of Tasmania's wild coast
Beautiful views!
Off we go down the road.  Our tentative plan is to drive counterclockwise around the island starting from Hobart , heading east to Port Arthur, up to St Helen’s, north as far as Bridport, then  to Launceston and back to Hobart down the central highway…all in 19 days!
Gale force winds atop Cape Raoul, Tasman National Park
We drive only 50km away from Hobart airport and stop in the town of Sorrell to stock up on supplies at the local supermarket as instructed by our camper van guide.  We were not the only ones…most of the store was filled with other backpackers and campers grabbing the last bits of civilization before heading south into the region of the Tasman Peninsula.  The parking lot was filled with all types of rigs, campers and motor homes and camper vans!
Onward we drive another 60km. its getting dark and we still don’t know where we can stop.  Now, both of us are snapping at each other” let’s pull over right here”... "No! We can’t just stop here!” We drive a bit more until we see a secluded newly made cul-de-sac in a new home development…”Here, this is a good spot”…we circle around like a wagon in a wild west caravan until we settle on the perfect location, one that blocks the wind and provides privacy from the road…so many things to think about!  Set up our little camp, which consists of pulling out the rain cover, set up the folding table and chairs. Done.  Our first night in Tasmania, camped along the road.  True vagabonds. So glamorous
We have views over a grassland meadow.  The ocean bay is a few yards away across the road…not too bad for our first night camping.  But tomorrow we booked the last campsite at the Port Arthur Holiday Park in the Tasman National Park.

Happy NOT to be on a boat in these winds!

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“Edge of the World” –
We stopped in a small market and while talking with the locals, we were directed to an awesome hike out to Cape Raoul Lookout – a two-hour hike to rocky bluff cliffs overlooking the coastline.  Fantastic views while being pelted with gale-force winds blowing, the hold-on-to your- hat- kind of winds created a powerful experience and we felt like we were on the edge of the world…which is kind of true…next land stop would be Antarctica.   We were looking across the Tasman Sea experiencing  “the roaring forties” so often heard about. And referring to the  40th degree of latitude where strong winds are common .  Many shipwrecks are noted along these shores. The seas were frothy with white caps blown flat and we saw waterspouts picked up by the strong winds travel across our view!  It looks like tornadoes.  We are both so glad we are NOT on a sailboat in these waters!

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With no plans we head out this morning for a walk to find.  Tasmania is known for miles of well-signed walking trails.  Today, we turned up a road with a sign for Craig’s Cliffs and Lookout.  This track was not as well used as some others and we found ourselves bush-walking through the forest.  There were orange directional arrows tacked to the trees that showed our way into a rain forest of giant tree ferns and wet eucalyptus.  Quiet, and creepy...we see no other people all day.

Hiking through a rain forest
We came to a view of the valley. Not as spectacular as the roaring coastline, but impressive still.  Today was an overcast cloudy calm day and much appreciated.
We’ve talked to the locals who all say this is an unusual year of weather for Tasmania.. High winds and cold temperatures so far.

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There are no “homeless” in Tasmania, only people living in camper-vans! We laugh about our homeless wanderings! This night we stay in the Port Arthur Holiday park. Nice visitors...
A wallaby in our camp


Our first snake sighting...will find out which venomous snake this is...
On to Fortescue Bay in Tasman National Park..  down a rough gravel road to a beautiful horse-shoe shaped bay with white sands and turquoise waters.  The winds are  still horrendous, 60 mph gusts, the bay flashed with white caps.  The would ather sit inside somewhere, but we have no place to go to warm up…so we go for a hike out the point  to Cape Hauy.
Cape Hauy,  Fortescue National Park
This turns out to be our favorite hike so far! A fabulous stepping stone constructed trail  that ends right on the farthest southern point on Tasmania.  We could see miles of coastline in either direction.
Stones steps make the hike easier and preserves the land

Awesome look-down!
Miles of coastline in view...
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 Wineglass Bay, Freycinet National Park
On Swansea and stayed in a busy family park for the night. Did I mention it is summer vacation for all of Australia? We are lucky to find a spot, but there are kids running through our"space" and its just not what we were expecting...next night we stay at a backpackers lodge..camp in the meadow and used the common kitchen facilities...very nice with a bottle shop next door and wood fired pizza..more our style!


Wineglass Bay in background
Wineglass bay beach with some of our "close friends"
We hiked out to Wineglass Bay beach, a famous postcard picture of turquoise waters and white sand beach.  This park is similar to our Yosemite in that its famous and crowed with tourists. We are part of the crowd so I can't really complain too much, but we hiked single file solid with people two miles to this beautiful beach!  We decide to head inland off the busy coast to escape the madding crowds... the only downside that we see in Tasmania so far.  Its too discovered!
Red Algae stains the rocks of "Bay of Fires" Bay

John has many comments of his hiking "shoes"!

We drive inland at St Helen's  hoping to escape the " March of the Caravans" stopping high on a ridge in a eucalyptus forest...alone at last...more later...