Tasmania 3

The ever-changing weather left us in no doubt as to our next move: MOVE! We awoke on our first 2 mornings to temperatures as low as at home, or so it felt, with rain squalls that left us permanently uncertain as to whether we’d be able to run to the loo and back without getting soaked on either the to or the fro journey. Definitely time to move on.


We spent a few hours in a reserve that's trying to raise, protect and save from possible extinction the Tasmanian Devil. It's a sad story of a facial cancer that is 100% fatal to the devils and 95% of all the devils in Tasmania (which is only where they occur) have died. Not sure at all what their future may be.

Tasmanian devils before eating ...

... and after eating

Certainly doesn't look like a devil to me ....

 

Cape Barren goose

 

Eastern spotted quolls, relatives of devils. They spent a good deal of time riding around on the back of another (the mother?)

 

 

Eastern rosella, the Tasmanian version. Too bad we only got to see them well in a cage.

 

 

The coastal scenery is often jaw-dropping, and never the same from minute to minute because of the ever-changing clouds, light and so on.

 

Our destination, the Freycinet NP on the peninsula across the bay.

 

 

 

 

 

As we came into Freycinet NP, our first Wow moment was seeing The Hazards. Low afternoon sun makes them spectacular!

 

 

The moored boats in Coles Bay from "our" beach behind our van in Freycinet NP.

 

The Hazards again the next morning from right behind our camp site.

 

 We were delighted to have reserved our campsite many months ago as we got the best one in the grounds, right beside the beach, the waves and the path to both which ends in this spectacular view of The Hazards.  Unfortunately, it’s very windy  but we hope to see it in a calmer state as our visit unfolds.