After we just escaped death through natural oysters, the Weltengugger continued along the scenic east coast of Tasmania. On our way south, we mostly used the Tasman Highway, which is mainly well developed, but compared to European standards it still resembles a country road. Nevertheless, with the fantastic impressions left and right of the road the size did not really matter. Our next destination was the Freycinet National Park on the peninsula of the same name. Here we were greeted by an exciting combination of crystal-clear bays, steep cliffs and untouched nature.
One of the landmarks of the National Park is the Wineglass Bay, the sight of which you have to earn the hard way, as the lookout point is up on a steep hill. But the huge granite boulders and the great views of the mountains and the sea eased the strain. And India, our little mountaineer, impressed us (and others) with her willpower to walk the path by herself. Huge stone eggs, tame wallabies and natural bottle cleaners kept up the interest. Unfortunately rain clouds clouded the view of the bay in the end, but the way was experience enough.
As a small encore, we went to a lighthouse overlooking the wild Pacific. Again, the red lichen on the rocks provided exciting colour contrasts to the green of the trees, the gray of the stones and the deep blue of the sea. Although the latter sometimes turned red in the past. Because in the wine glass bay there was a whaling station until the middle of the 19th century and the blood of the caught animals gave the bay the actually beautiful sounding name.
Also beautiful was our next stop, the Friendly Beaches. Again, we were enchanted by the intense colours of the rough nature. The snow-white, deserted beach stretched to the edge of the mountains on the horizon and the churning sea broke in meter high clouds of spray on the rocks. Things were a little quieter in the small rock pools nearby, where we observed numerous aquatic animals. So we spent the whole day here without getting bored once.
The next day we went to another attraction in Tasmania, the Three Cape Track. Located at the southern end of the Tasman Peninsula, ambitious hikers can hike from Cape Raoul across Cape Hauy to Cape Pillar in a multi-day tour. Since our time was limited, we could only walk part of this hike, but in the end I (Steffen) went alone, as it would have been a bit too long for India. After we had driven with our van on partially eroded gravel roads to the starting point, my discovery tour in the drizzling rain began.
But the bad weather also provided an unforgettable atmosphere, because the ancient forests were shrouded in fog and also the several hundred meters high rock cliffs were initially hidden in the haze. But the closer I got to Cape Raoul, the better the visibility got and in the end I could admire the huge basalt columns in all their glory. If only I had not forgotten the wide-angle lens! But then it was time for the steep return walk and it was already dusk, when my dear family met me about 1km before the camp and we walked back together. As a terrific day ending, there was a visit to the rustic wood sauna of the campsite. Glorious.
Our final stage was Devil’s Kitchen. This natural formation especially lives up to its name in high waves. Then the calm blue water turns into a foaming pool, where you better not go swimming. But in the most beautiful sunshine, everything remained calm and the devil preferred to get something from the take-away instead of cooking for himself. We on the other hand cooked ourselves a delicious supper, before we went on to the dream house of our friend David. Find out more about this stunning house by the sea in our next blog.
Here are all pictures of our second leg on Tasmania: From the Wineglass Bay into Devil’s Kitchen