I’m a huge fan of road trips – the idea of the open road, bad food and loud music to sing along to always sounds like the best idea to me. As I’ve come to learn, every place I go to road trip seems to be different – different rules, different places to see, different ways to improve your experience.
I just spent 6 days travelling around Tassie with a friend, and below are a couple tips for those taking the spectacular opportunity to do it for themselves!
It had been a crappy week when it came to weather.
Cold winds, lots of rain, clouds covering the skies without the chance of any blue in the near future. Vicky and I had made due – kayaking and enjoying our time in Corinna nonetheless. But as we pulled out of Rosebery and drive the hundred or so kilometres to Cradle Mountain, we prayed for something better.
And oh my God it worked!
By the time we drove along the dusty dirt road and parked next to the visitor centre, the sun was ablaze in the sky and there wasn’t as cloud for miles! What a perfect day!
What a perfect day to hike around Cradle Mountain.
My plane landed in Hobart airport at 8:40am.
I was here!
I was finally in the lesser known, even less travelled Australian island state of Tasmania. And although I was in Tasmania (affectionately known as Tassie) to do farm work, (second year visa crap) I had hoped to travel a little around the island during my short 3 month stay. But I was on my way to the farm the next morning, so I had 24 hours to check out Hobart and what it had to offer me. 24 hours in the most beautiful, friendly, historic Australian city is by far not enough time, but I made due.
I’m just going to start by saying that seven days is not enough time to even scratch the surface of Tasmania.
This little island state just off the coast of Australia, this hardly visited, rarely talked about little island is hustling and bustling with things to do and beautiful places to see. And it’s really not as little as everyone thinks it is, and even for the size of Tassie there’s so much to see and do it would easily take you a couple of months to really experience the full island.
But I only had seven days.
There is so much in my head that I want to write about! So many countries and adventures, places that I’ve been and things that I’ve done! I haven’t even touched upon Ghana and the Royal Seed Home, nor my trip to Ireland and Spain with my friends the year before last! Skydiving, mountain climbing, tree top walks, so many museums and art galleries that I want to show people, and I haven’t done it yet. Because time is a fickle bitch.
As I write this post, rain is pouring down upon the roof of the caravan stay in, banging off of the tin roof in rapid fire. A mere half hour ago the sun was shining and it was the warmest I had ever felt it in my short stay so far in Tassie, I had even changed into shorts.
Welcome to Tasmania!