Staying at Moine
September 23, 2013
Cloudy, cold. 8 to 12 degrees
Feeling totally relaxed and up in the clouds.
Great sleep. Off for our 30 km drive up the mountain. After a stop at the Cradle Park Info Centre to get our shuttle bus tickets – which is included in our 2 month park pass - I retreat to the car to put on my thermals. It’s not easy putting on thermals in the car!
Then on to the shuttle bus into the park.
I want one of these buses. 24 seater diesel Toyota. I could take all my grandkids around in one of these – with all their dogs and bikes as well.
The weather is poor and not really suitable for climbing mountain tops, so first stop Peppers Cradle Lodge for a coffee. We ordered our coffee and made our way to the guest lounge - sitting in a luxurious old leather chairs by an open fire.
This is the life although I think the setting made us look a little pompous.
The guy delivering our coffees placed them on the table and said ‘Please enjoy your coffees, the BEST in Tasmania”. Is this breaking my rule number one? Can I drink it? Too late.
No, not the best!
Some stylish latte art using chocolate syrup which made them more a chocolaty mild mocha but nice anyway and the setting was great.
Out into the cold and back onto another shuttle bus. Love these buses. Up to Dove Lake car park and sign in the walkers’ book. Funny looking at how some of the tourists prepare for mountain walking. One guy got off our bus in a track suit and thongs.
Although visibility is poor (at times down to 50 metres) it is not raining and it is really nice walking.
We decide to do the Dove Lake circuit (6km) in reverse. With the low cloud, definitely no point walking up high.
Back down to get the car and a visit to ‘Cradle Chateau’ (Not to be confused with Cradle Chalet) to look at the shop and gallery. Then on to the National Park Interpretive Centre for look at some displays. Finally, back to that beautiful Peppers Cradle Lodge Lounge - this time with my laptop. Yes, internet coverage, where I could check emails and look up some stuff about the rail trail at Railton. Pat stayed outside unsuccessful looking for platypi in the lake ... again! Rather than travel back and try and cook dinner with our jug and toaster we decided to grab an early dinner here. I devoured a Scotch Fillet and Pat had Rogan Josh curry. Yum. We drove our 30 km home feeling nice and full.
Tomorrow – in search of a rail trail.