We started the trip by going up Mt Wellington, but sadly were impacted by a lot of low-lying cloud making the views difficult.
Here’s a view from about half way up the mountain down onto Hobart:
With all the cloud instead of the amazing views I had been promised, I just had lots and lots of white, which whilst kind of charming in it’s own way, is clearly false advertising ;-)
After visiting Mt Wellington Fog, we headed onto the road around to Port Arthur with detours to interesting places along the way.
Chris took me to some really interesting natural rock formations at a cove, the geological activity forces the rocks to break in straight lines, they look like man cut blocks!
Following mystical rock cove (maybe not not real name) we decided to go checkout a blowhole.
Sadly it turned out to be a natural geological formation rather than some dodgy deviant makeout facility.
Of course the best part about the blowhole action was the salty salty deliciousness:
After refuelling at the blowhole, we headed to Port Arthur, where Tasmania had it’s convict colony to look at all the historical buildings:
There’s some more dodgy pictures involving bars and chains that I’ll have to wait for Chris to upload at a later stage.
Meanwhile, here’s Chris looking dodgy and being reminded why long hair may be cool to look at whilst being very annoying to actually have:
Also, we went on a boat:
After the boat trip, we headed back home – although did get interrupted by an (amazing for me) sight of a bridge being swung to allow a sailing boat to pass through the bridge.
Also, today’s WTF moments:
And on that note, I’m off to bed for more adventures tomorrow. :-)