travelling from Brickendon Estate, Longford to Hobart
September 13, 2013
Clear Day, Minus 1 - 11 degrees
Feeling pretty relaxed.
Another cold morning as we head south along the Midland Highway (known as the Heritage Highway Region). A quick stop at Campbelltown to look at a few antique shops and then a short drive to the quaint little town of Ross. Lovely just to stroll around and the ‘historical town walk’ is really well done.
First, a walk through the site of the old Womens’ Factory.
When we were in the old church I looked across at this 6 foot something teenage boy, (there was a school tour bus in town) and I noticed he looked over at me and said something to his mate. Should I or shouldn’t I? I’m not really sure. So I just said quietly, “Brody?”. He looked up and said in disbelief, “Mr Day!”... I taught Brody when he was in year 5. He is now in year 10 at Gosford High. He had said to his mate that he saw a guy who looked just like Mr Day, his old primary teacher.
Many convict built buildings and an impressive old bridge. The convict who built it, Daniel Herbert, did such a good job they let him go free when he finished.
We went to a cafe that advertised the ‘best vanilla slices in the world’. Following my rule number one, we didn’t have one so we’ll never know. We did have a coffee that was terrible! An inch of milk froth, no micro foam and just all round bad. $3.80! – If you charge that much you should know how to make a coffee.
We walked down to the other cafe in town and bought a couple of take away scallop pies. Nice – the usual curry flavour.
We then meandered down the Midland Highway, listening to Richard Fidler podcasts, and driving through little towns. Most villages have been bypassed so we generally had to detour off a couple of kilometres to have a look.
Next stop Oatlands, known for the big flourmill. We had a cuppa by the town's lake before walking around town. Lots of birdlife enjoying the wetland which makes me ask, "Why do birds stand on one leg all the time?". A few weeks ago Pat was feeling sorry for a seagull that only had one leg- and then it put its other leg down. Even the big swans are standing there on one leg???
Pat was loving it but I am just getting to the “I don’t want to look at another convict built cottage” stage. I want to have a sleep.
Arrived at Hobart at our little old cottage, 200 metres from the Cascade Brewery. We have the top floor of ‘Cascade View’ which is a little studio apartment.
Beautiful aspect with winter sun pouring in the windows and a great view of Mount Wellington with Cascade Brewery in view over the rooftops at the foot of the mountain. And it’s warm.
Went for a walk to South Hobart shops and Pat came back to walk up through Cascade Gardens and the brewery. I returned to the accommodation for a little rest.
Tomorrow ... Hanging in Hobart