Marakoopa Caves near Mole Creek, Tasmania. Picture taken on guided tour, but only after Jessie and I tried to sneak into the caves, unguided, the night before. A large steel door blocked our way.
Wombat and her, "little one," in Narawntapu National Park. Narawntapu is in northeastern Tasmania, on the Bass Strait. We actually saw a Tasmanian Devil along the road, but we were scarred to chase it too far into the woods. Shamefully, we didn't get a picture.
The sign says it all... I was made for Tasmania.
The lichen-covered granite rocks of the "Bay of Fires." Totally worth exploring especially considering the 20km. of dirt roads we had to drive to get there. The area derives its name from the early english explorers who first saw the shoreline set ablaze with aboriginal fires. The area is an excellent fishery, hence the aboriginal ancient presence. Also in photo, Eddycomb Lighthouse.
Pacific Oysters legally collected from the river at St. Helens. We reckon we collected more than 80 oysters in under one hour. They are all massive, with shells the size of my hand. Thinking of publishing a book ... "The Backpackers Guide to Free Food and Eating Well."
Jessie and the rainbow in Freycinet (Fray-sin-neh) National Park. This view is from the Cape Tourville lighthouse (only 11 m. tall) and you see Lemon Rock (little island to the far left), some other peaks, and Wineglass Bay beach is off in the distance. Wineglass Bay beach is named not because of its shaped, but because of the color of whale blood that stained the bay throughout the early 1800s. Interesting...
Marakoopa Caves near Mole Creek, Tasmania. Picture taken on guided tour, but only after Jessie and I tried to sneak into the caves, unguided, the night before. A large steel door blocked our way.
Wombat and her, "little one," in Narawntapu National Park. Narawntapu is in northeastern Tasmania, on the Bass Strait. We actually saw a Tasmanian Devil along the road, but we were scarred to chase it too far into the woods. Shamefully, we didn't get a picture.
The sign says it all... I was made for Tasmania.
The lichen-covered granite rocks of the "Bay of Fires." Totally worth exploring especially considering the 20km. of dirt roads we had to drive to get there. The area derives its name from the early english explorers who first saw the shoreline set ablaze with aboriginal fires. The area is an excellent fishery, hence the aboriginal ancient presence. Also in photo, Eddycomb Lighthouse.
Pacific Oysters legally collected from the river at St. Helens. We reckon we collected more than 80 oysters in under one hour. They are all massive, with shells the size of my hand. Thinking of publishing a book ... "The Backpackers Guide to Free Food and Eating Well."
Jessie and the rainbow in Freycinet (Fray-sin-neh) National Park. This view is from the Cape Tourville lighthouse (only 11 m. tall) and you see Lemon Rock (little island to the far left), some other peaks, and Wineglass Bay beach is off in the distance. Wineglass Bay beach is named not because of its shaped, but because of the color of whale blood that stained the bay throughout the early 1800s. Interesting...
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