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Sunday, March 26, 2023

Australia: 10 Days in Tasmania


This is the beach off our room at Edge of the Bay, a small hotel near Freycinet National Park.

 

Friends who have lived and travelled extensively in Austalia are very big on Tasmania, the large island between Australia and Antactica.  During a several-week trip to New Zealand, my wife, Jane, and I set aside 10 days to hop over the Tasman Sea to Tasmania.

We flew Air New Zealand on Sunday, Feb. 5, 2023, from Auckland to Hobart, the capital and largest city of Tasmania, We stayed three nights on the harbor there at MACq 01, a large "strory-telling" hotel.  Hobart is a pleasant enough town but its most unusual attraction is a bit out of town: the Museum of Old and New Art. One of our two full days in Hobart was devoted to the museum. More on Hobart.

Next we headed north to Freycinet National Park, which occupies a peninsula with some of Tasmania's best beaches and seascapes.  We stayed two nights at Edge of the Bay, where we were visited by a wallaby, and which has a stunning beach (photo at top of this post) and a very good fine-dining restaurant called the Lure. The Freycinet area has two main attractions, the park's much-touted Wineglass Bay and Freycinet Marine Farm, which grows oysters and mussels that it serves at its lunch-only seafood patio.  There's also crayfish (lobster) and other seafood, but oysters and mussels are the stars. More on Freycinet.

Wine was on our minds more than seafood as we headed west to Launceston, which is surrounded by Tamar Valley vineyards and wineries. Here we stayed three nights at Peppers Silo, a hotel fashioned from a huge grain silo stucture where the North Esk River flows into the River Tamar. We devoted one day to a wineries tour (tasting rooms are called "cellar doors") and another day to exploring the South Esk River gorge. More on the Tamar Valley.

Our next stop was two nights at Lake St. Clair, a large deep-water lake (Australia's deepest at 215  meters  or 705 feet) on the approach to Cradle Mountain, a popular hiking destination. The multiple-day Overland Track (trail) connects the mountain and the lake. We stayed on the lake, literally, way out on a pier in a giant converted pumping station called  Pumphouse Point.  Platypus reportedly live in the lake -- there's even a platypus viewing blind at Platypus Bay -- but we didn't see any and a hotel employee said that in his five years there he had not seen any of the unique nocturnal creatures. (We have, however, seen them at the San Diego Zoo Safari Park, the only place in the world to see them other than Australia.) More on Lake St. Clair.

Then it was back to Hobart, where we stayed a night at the Henry Jones Art Hotel, across the street from its sibling hotel, the MACq 01. A mid-day flight Thursday, Feb. 16, 2023, took us back to Auckland and we resumed our New Zealand adventure. 

Here are a few Tasmania snapshots: 

A Tasmanian devil at the Unzoo south of Hobart. We learned
that these famous animals are scavengers, eating even the
bones of dead animals that they encounter. A viral cancer
is quickly wiping out much of the wild population but 
it's hoped that isolated populations as well as captives 
such as this will help the devil avoid extinction.

This tunnel, which visitors walk through, is one of many mind-bending installations
at the Museum of Old and New Art in Hobart.


A wallaby visits our hotel room's deck at Edge of the Bay
in Freycinet. A guest in the room nextdoor watches.


What I think is a gum tree adorns the trail to Wineglass Bay at Freycinet.


My 5-year-old granddaugher would love this gigantic play structure in a park at 
 Launceston. The riverfront park partially wrapped around Peppers Silo Hotel where we stayed.


A tasting room hostess pours tastings for our wine tour
group at Velo, a winery in the Tamar Valley. We rode
in a van with a few other people and visited four 
celler doors for tastings and lunch.

Signs show that Lake St. Clair is a place for hiking. We did  the Aboriginal cultural walk,
the trail to Platypus Bay, and a short segment of the Overland Track.


The roots of these two giants seem to have naturally
grafted onto each other. This is on the Aborginal cultural
walk at Lake St. Clair.

Pumphouse Point's most desirable rooms are in this former pumping station far out in
Lake St. Clair. All have water views, as does a large sunny lounge at the far end of the building.
Other rooms and the dining room are in another repurposed building on the shore. 

















Driving in Australia

We picked up a Hertz rental car at the Hobart airport for my first time driving on the left side of the road in over a decade. It was a new KIA Cerato, which is sold in the U.S. as the Forte. Driving a car with the steering wheel on the right and other functions reversed from what I'm used to in the U.S.  meant I kept activating the wipers when I tried to signal for a turn.  It took a while to get comfortable with two-lane roads and vehicles coming toward me on my right. At traffic circles, which are called roundabouts here, the traffic flows clockwise, the opposite from in the U.S. and mainland Europe. For me, right turns were where I was most likely to end up in the wrong lane, but I only did that a couple of times and there was, fortunately, no oncoming traffic. 

We had planned to use smartphone GPS for driving directions, but we carelessly had a locked phone and could not put in an Australian sim card. So we used wi-fi and screen-saved step-by-step directions on our phones. This worked well everywhere except Launceston, where an appalling lack of street signs had us wandering the city for about an hour before we found the right way out of town.

Saturday, March 25, 2023

Australia: Platypus Quest at Lake St. Clair

 

Our room at Pumphouse Point was in the building at the end of this pier. With water
all around, it was almost like staying on a boat.

Among the things we had read about Tasmania was that the interior mountains are very beautiful. We wanted to go to Cradle Mountain, a popular destination for Australians, but it involved more hours in the car than we wanted, so we instead went to Lake St. Clair, part of the same national park as Cradle. Fortunately, it is nestled among gorgeous mountains. 

Lake St. Clair is the largest lake in Tasmania and the deepest in all Australia. A multi-day trail , the Overland Track, from the lake's visitors center takes hardy hikers to Cradle Mountain, though I'm sure the more popular route is downhill from the mountain to the lake. A network of trails around the visitors center offers endless seas of ferns as well as deep forest immersion. 

We stayed two nights at Pumphouse Point, a hotel created within an old pumping station far out on a pier, with more rooms, a dining room and reception in buildings on shore. The pumphouse was built to move water from Lake St. Clair to a lower lake when needed to keep water levels high enough for a hydroelectric generator.  Over five or more decades, it was called on to pump water twice.  So what was a white elephant is now functioning tourism infrastructure.  This wilderness retreat is near no bars or restaurants, just miles of lake and miles of trails. Breakfast and dinner are in the dining room at shared tables, so guests get to meet each other. Lunch is provided in the form of provisions (salmon, luncheon meats, cheeses, etc.) stocked in the in-room fridges. There's even a backpack for taking your lunch along on your hiking day. Honor bars in each building are well stocked with liquor, mixers, beer and wine.  And lounges provide more opportunities for guests to mingle.  We met one man from mainland Australia who was as up to date on American politics as the most devoted MSNBC viewer. He credited his knowledge to the Australian news program "Planet America" and U.S. Internet news sites.

The only disappointment at Lake St. Clair was that we saw no platypus (though we've seen two at the San Diego Zoo Safari Park).  We hiked to Platypus Bay. We stood at a platypus-watching blind. We scanned the lake from shore and from our hotel pier.  Not a platypus to be seen. We know they're nocturnal, yet we had hoped to spot one. 

Here are some platypus-free photos:

Signs near the Lake St. Clair visitors center point to some of the area's trails.


A sign at the Lake St. Clair visitors center marks one end
of the Overland Track.

The Aboriginal culture walk wends through thick
 underbrush as well as under amzingly tall trees.


Trails keep your feet dry as you cross wetlands.

This poem is posted at a blind for viewing platypus
at Platypus Bay on Lake St. Clair.


Mountains surround Lake St. Clair.


Pumphouse Point has rowboats for guests' use.


Pumphouse Point's iconic hotel sits far out into the lake.


The first-floor lounge inside the Pumphouse
building includes an honor bar and lake views.

Throughout Tasmania we saw flashes of humor,
including in the toilets at Pumphouse Point.

I took this on the way back to our room
one night after dinner in the Pumphouse
Point dining room.