From Bushrangers to Seahorses, Our Last Day in Tasmania
On our last day in Tasmania we visited Brady’s lookout, seahorse world or platypus house, Hillwood berries, then Legerwood’s memorial trees
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Murals, Meanderings, and Our Noble Refusal to Queue
We left Devonport for Launceston, stopping on the way at Sheffield, then Deloraine for a delicious lunch then on to Cataract Gorge
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Cradle Mountain to Devonport, With Detours
In a full day we visit Cradle Mountain at Dove Lake, Waldheim Chalet, Burnie for lunch, then the Nut at Stanley before heading for Devonport
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Macquarie Harbour, Hell’s Gates, and Sarah Island
We visit Macquarie Harbour, take a look at Hell’s Gates, take a guided tour of Sarah Island, then sail on the Franklin River
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The West Coast Wilderness Railway
We board a beautifully restored train that kept the logging communities going in the Tasmania West Coast wilderness.
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Hobart to Strahan, Waterfalls, Mining Towns and Rainforest
From Hobart to Strahan, featuring rainforest and waterfalls, rolling farmland, forestry country and old mining towns
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Hobart Christmas Day, Santa Surprises and a Feast at Wrest Point Casino
Christmas Day in Hobart, featuring Santa, upmarket gifts, and a sumptuous buffet at Hobart’s Wrest Point casino
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White Wallabies, Wind, and Way Too Much Food, A Day on Bruny Island
Visiting Bruny is part wildlife documentary, part history lesson, and part long lunch with attitude. We sampled honey, cheese and chocolate
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The Barossa and the Adelaide Hills
Adelaide’s Sunday morning was overcast and cool, with the ever-present possibility of showers. I went on the Barossa Valley trip by myself. Well… along with another eight Ghan passengers. Amanda met us in a little Toyota bus and we headed for the hills. First stop was the Barossa Sculpture Park at Mengler’s Hill Lookout, one…
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Winding down in Adelaide
We woke on our final morning on the train to a very different landscape. The arid Outback was behind us, replaced with green fields and puddles from the recent rain. At about mid-morning the Ghan rolled into Adelaide’s Parklands Station. From the bright sun of the Outback we were thrust into damp and cold. Adelaide…
