Tasmania Trip 2010

Our trip around Tasmania

Trip Around Tasmania

Filed under: Uncategorized — marynabadenhorst at 11:15 pm on Friday, January 15, 2010
Notes:
  • To view a larger version of this map, or any of the photos below, click on it.
  • When looking at these photos, remember that I am not a professional, and that many of the scenery were snapped while we were driving at around 110 km/h (yes, the speed limit is higher than in Victoria.)

Our Tassie Journey


In January 2010 we traveled around Tasmania, Australia. We took the ship called the Spirit of Tasmania from Melbourne, Victoria, and it took nine hours to get to Devonport, Tasmania. We also took our car along, so we could travel wherever we wanted.

Onto the Spirit of Australia: Some of the views and areas on the ship



 

Arriving in Devonport

After getting into Devonport (and sleeping there the first night), we decided to travel along the Northern and Western coast to Strahan along roads where wild flowers grow in all the colours from deep purple to yellow and snowy white. Ferns and tree ferns grow wildly and colour the road with green spots and shadows.

Driving South along the West Coast – Natural beauty. Between Burnie and Strahan:
Wild flowers in many different colours, ranging from white through yellows, oranges, pinks, purple ranging from violet to deep mauve, browns and red. The mountain areas have pine forests, ferns, tree ferns and eucalypts. The roads are winding and have sharp hair bends: Not for the faint hearted!

This picture shows our Navman GPS tracker, where the hairbends are  clearly visible…

West Coast: Between Burnie and Strahan there is very little in the way of civilization. However, the few coffee shops have beautiful craft work and rock carvings.

This curtain is made of bottle tops.

Strahan

Strahan is a quant fishing town that relies heavily on tourism. We stayed in a restored settler’s house in the Strahan Village, and had a fantastic view of the antics of the gulls in the bay. We stayed in Strahan for two nights.

 

 

 

 

No parking anytime sign in front of the car….
From West Coast to East Coast
 
After this pleasant stop, we went over part of the Cradle Mountain to get to Hobart in the South Western part of Tasmania. This journey was spectacular and frightening at the same time, as the mountains are treacherous and the roads are narrow, with signs warning you of falling rocks, and no-where to turn if trouble strikes.
Small towns like Hamilton are few and far between, but the locals all greet you like you are a long lost relative if you stop to buy a coffee…we got to Hobart late that day, and finally found a room (luckily, as the cricket was on in Hobart that week.)
From Hobart we went on to Orford on the very South Eastern tip of the coast. (We missed out on Port Arthur, which we were told is spectacular.)
Southern tip of the East Coast: Orford. Birds, incredible sunsets, fish, laid back.

 Orford is one of the most beautiful places on earth. The sunsets are beyond description (see the photos below), and there are many birds and parrots in the trees around the cabins.

Up the East Coast to St. Helens
From this spot we traveled North along the coast through St. Mary’s into St. Helens, where we stayed another two nights. We had some great times fishing at St. Helens, and found out that there is almost no bag limit. (St. Helens is also known as the sports fishing capital of Tasmania.)
The sea was rich with fish and treasures like birds, shells and beautiful photo opportunities. The birds were waiting for any tit-bit, and in the town and around the bay you could always see pelicans, seagulls, and other birds.




 
Between Orford and St. Helens: The East Coast of Tasmania
 
Here are some more photos of the beautiful inlets, lagoons, beaches and waves. The colours of the rocks are amazing.
 

St. Helens: Pelicans, sea gulls, fishing, white sand, friendly people…


 

The famous Tasmanian Devil…we could only see it in an animal park.  It seems to be very elusive in the wild.

 

 

From the East coast inland: Between St. Helens and St. Mary’s, and on into Launceston: Flowers, arts and craft shops, beautiful scenery.
 
From St. Helens, we travelled North West again, and stayed in Launceston for a night. What a hilly place! Lovely old buildings, and obviously fairly rich in cultural history.
From Laucenston, we travelled North West to Devonport, where we spent another night, and back onto the Spirit of Tasmania to get back to Melbourne, and our busy lives.
Tasmania is truly as the number plates say:  “Back to your natural state.”
Lovely.