Cradle Mountain to Stanley to Penguin
26.09.2011 13 °C
Cradle Mountain to Stanley to Pelican
Blue skies & sunny - 0 to 13 degrees
Feeling a bit weary.
As we checked out the receptionist tells us that they rarely get two blue sky days in a row ... and we are leaving. There are so many walks we would like to do and we are tempted to park the car and do another big walk but the legs are a bit too weary.
First stop, Stanley. 170 km drive to the North Coast. We have now travelled to all the regions of Tasmania and I think the dairy farmland in this region is just as beautiful as anywhere. Rolling green hills, fertile soils and picturesque coastline.
We enjoy our morning cuppa from the lookout near Highland Historic sight, over-looking the famous Stanley ‘Nut’.
I can’t believe it. Tourists!!!! Can’t stand them. We liked it when we had places to ourselves. The blue skies have brought everyone out of hibernation for a Sunday afternoon outing. Go Home!!!!!
Down into Stanley under the shadow of the Nut. The town is lovely with well maintained cottages overlooking the bay. It is a classic fishing village but with a real tourist feel. Lots of B&B’s, cafes and restaurants. We lined up at the crowded fish and chip shop for the only scallop pies in town. We are tempted to get accommodation here but decide to move on.
Back along the coast through Burnie which is quite a large centre till we arrived at the beautiful Penguin. That’s the name of the town – not the animal.
Although, there are models of penguins everywhere. Pat is getting excited about seeing real penguins but I have told her that they are all on holidays in Holgate.
A coffee on the verandah of Shady Grove Cafe in Penguin.
Inland a couple of kms through the green countryside to Glenbrook House, a self contained two bedroom farm cottage (1903) on a 50 acre property. Such a nice way to spend our last night (for now) in Tassie. Wood fire, antiques, 6 beds & home made jam. We would definitely like to come back here with the family and use it as a base. Any takers????
Today is first day where I feel a bit jaded. I don’t want to see anymore lighthouses, waterfalls, historic buildings, wood turned souvenirs or take photos. Think it is because we are on the home run.
Tomorrow, heading for the Strait.