Scarlet Robin at Yorktown perched close to the camera |
Patersonia Occidentalis (the signboard said so) |
What was M D McCrostie doing with this? |
Miners memorial: turn of the century water pump relics |
Grundelwald |
Fleeting glimpse of Cataract Gorge |
"Dearly Beloved" A lookout on the highway above Scottsdale |
Hello Loyal Readers aka Is Anybody Out There?
Today we proved we can get going before 9am, sort of! We were up by 0730, showered, dressed and breakfasted by 0830 and finally out the door by 0945. By the time we got to the highway turn off we had settled on our touring plan, deciding to leave Mole Creek for next week. We headed toward Port Sorrell, a spot Kaye and Eric like (not to be confused with Sorrell, or Lake Sorrell) on the Rubicon estuary. We arrived at low tide, high tide is some several metres higher judging by the marks on the piers of the floating pontoon. We drove to the end of the road a pretty place by the name of Hawley Beach, the esplanade having the appearance of one of those gated retiree villages (minus the gates) road speed 40kms with speed humps, and an abundance of facilities, parking bays, electric BBQ's and public loos (2 in less than 1km).
Our exercise for the day was a meagre 15minute walk around the historic settlement of York Town, where not a single building remains. The walk was quite peaceful with a lot of effort to remediate the surrounding bush and rid the land of the gorse weed. History boards identified that the convict population was almost double the free settlers. A small hut has been constructed to approximate the housing for soldiers and their families, our camper trailer is larger!
Simon noted a German field gun and a tank in the memorial gardens at Beaconsfield. The tank obviously a new addition as there was no information plaque. Our lunch stop was just before Grindelwald Swiss Village established in 1980. I had the open burger and Simon the steak sandwich. It was then off to Bunnings after the scenic tour through Launceston, where Simon did some research on generators for the camper. It was then on to Scotsdale to buy a new deep cycle battery (what ever that is... I did get an explanation...but) Simon had picked up a flier in the loos at the free camp 3 or so weeks ago when we passed through, it was apparently a bargain worth a 100km + round trip. It turns out the owner is a South Aussie who has relocated to Tassie for reasons not determined, apparently they had the largest battery business in SA.
We headed for "home" and stopped for dinner at Restaurant Red in Deloraine, I had Calamari stuffed with prawns, scallops and mussels on a bed of rice and tomato sauce, Simon had wood oven pizza - Tandoori chicken washed down with a wheat beer.
Cheers Susan
Port Sorell
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