Pumphouse Bay Caravan Park; Arthurs Lake
Brikenden Village
Brikenden Church
Stained glass
The cook house - Ohh what a kitchen
Conkers to you...
A feast for 2!
Relaxing while the fish is cooking
Hi,
Day 50! It is hard to believe we are up to 50 already.
We awoke to a red dawn at Arthur's Lake. We breakfasted leisurely until dark grey clouds appeared spurring frantic activity to make our kit safe which we did and then the clouds disappeared. Although we were only there overnight and this morning we had several conversations with our neighbours. This camping ground is one of those friendly ones where people want to talk. We will have to return there. Plus the Lake is said to be the premiere brown trout fishing in Lake in Tassy.
After departing we headed off of the central highlands down the steep windy road to the plains at Poatina. Poatina is a little town built in the middle of nowhere to support the power station. All the buildings are built of exactly the same construction in the 60's I guess.
We arrived at Longford and wandered the main street pausing for a coffee and an internet catch up. We had no reception last night which i must say is the exception as the Telstra coverage has been very good.
We travelled to Brickenden which is a World Heritage listed farm and house and garden. The property was settled in the 1820's and farmed with convict labour.
The gardens were English style and I had another flashback to youthful days in England what with all the oak trees but here were trees with conkers! Horse chestnuts! For those of you not of Northern Hemisphere origin an explanation can be found HERE It was a pleasant afternoon strolling around the gardens.
Towards the end I was assailed by a pleasant man from the Presbyterian Inland Mission founded by John Flynn. His brief is to visit rural areas to provide support for farmers. I obviously need to shave and change my clothes more often as I must look more like a yokel then a tourist. With respect to calling them yokels there are all sorts of eccentricities in this world. Two people sitting at a picnic table in a parking bay in the dark typing on their laptops fuelled by extensions cords from an inverter in their vehicle are probably a bit odd as well!
From Longford we drove through Launceston another town which leads me to think no town planners were ever transported to Port Arthur. It is more poorly laid than Hobart.
From there it was on to Lilydale to the free camp where this blog is being typed. Well almost free. To get the key to the shower and laundry you have to pay $50 deposit from which is deducted $6 for each day. Apparently the washing machine has been stolen so the laundry is not much.
For tea we baked our two trout in foil on top of our gas stove hotplate. Very nice. There are three other parties staying here and they have long since gone to bed.
Cheers Simon
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