Hobart to Huon Valley to Ida Bay back to Snug.
September 16, 2013
228 km by car
Cloudy and a bit miserable, 7 to 14 degrees
Feels so good to wake up on a Monday morning, no work and have the day in front of us - heading way down south A bit sad to leave Hobart.
Our body clocks seem to have adjusted so that we wake up around 7am in the morning - nice.
Any photos today?
Didn’t take any.
Didn’t really feel like it!
Pat took a couple.
Today is a tour by car day down into the southernmost part of Tasmania that is accessible by car. (On sealed road that is) Up over the hill out of Hobart and into Huonville. A visit to the information centre and I asked about budget accommodation. We were told that things are really quiet and that everyone is on winter rates – we should have no trouble getting something for less than $100. So off we head down the A6 Huon Highway. Very pretty as the road follows the fishing communities along the Huon River and Dentrecasteaux Channel. A sign boasts “The best scallop pies in Tasmania”. Well we’ll never know will we. Sure way to lose a sale. Remember rule number one.
Paused for a cuppa stop at a very windy Dover overlooking Port Esperance.
Time to start inquiring about accommodation. Top dollar for pretty ordinary stuff. No bargaining here. We continued on to Southport.
The southernmost pub in Australia. Don’t bother – it’s a recently built brick dump of a building. Not worth a picture.
As we travel farther south the country becomes much less scenic. I don’t know how to describe it but it just doesn’t have the right feeling. Not the usual beautiful Tassie towns. Lots of old fibro places and heaps of properties displaying For Sale signs. Vegetation becoming a bit coastal scrubby. We kept checking for budget accommodation but it was just not happening.
We lost the ashphalt and drove around through Lune River and stopped at Ida Bay where they have a narrow guage tourist railway. I walked into the shop to ask about the road condition as Pat was keen to travel another 30km to the end of the road at Cockle Creek. All I could here was a very loud woman, I think the owner of the shop, who had two poor guys (who had purchased a meal in the cafe) trapped - listening to her stories. “NOW I AM NOT RACIST ..... BUT ..... and then I heard her saying something about blacks and immigrant workers. Time to go! She motioned to a teenage girl to serve me and I asked her about the road conditions. Not a lot of help except that the dirt road apparently is pretty rough. Time to turn around.
As we backtracked the accommodation situation became a bit of a worry. Plenty available but so expensive. It was late afternoon and we hadn’t had lunch - everyone had sold out of scallop pies. Stopped at Geeveston to have a look at the Forest & Heritage Centre - a nice little town. B & B for $80 (The Bears) but when we asked in a couple of shops the best place to stay they all hinted that they wouldn't touch it. After feeling a bit frustrated we ended all the way back at Huonville Tourist Info and the nice lady booked us into a beachside cabin at Snug Caravan Park overlooking Bruny Island. So back over the mountain to the east side.
It turned out that the cabins are brand new and really comfortable.
Tomorrow, Annies Cottage here we come!