A leisurely start to the day, with our usual walk along the beach before leaving Turners Beach. Taking the slow road via Forth, Don, Latrobe and ending up in East Devonport. The caravan park is deserted, no interstate travellers here. I tried a quick ride along the river, then along the coast to conservation point.
Conservation Point with Mersey Bluff in the background.
Our campsite is right on the Mersey, so when finishing dinner we listened to the lifeboat drill as the Spirit sailed out to Melbourne. We will head home tomorrow, with a flight to WA soon. It’s looking like we will at last get to step onboard Prime Thyme next year, till then “Joey” will do us nicely.
Another glorious day, with an early morning beach walkies for Rosie
Early morning at Turners Beach
After paying for another day we then walked to the Berry Farm for morning tea, or rather Cooper was carried there. However we did walk back along the beach, which he greatly enjoyed from his “happy” tail and high stepping march. As usual Rosie lived up to her “Cyclone Rosie” name with much growling at the sand and doing donuts….
I then assembled the bike again and did a 29K ride from the campsite to Picnic Point and back. There really are some superb tracks about, all well maintained with mown grass verges, etc. Puts Launceston to shame really…..
Leven River mouth looking towards UlverstoneTrails everywhere, under / over the bridge, and back towards Turners BeachMy Smart Motion e20 folding bike, folds into a carry bag with wheels attached.
At last the sun is shinning ! An excellent walk on the beach this morning, what a difference low tide makes. Cyclone Rosie lived up to her name, and even Cooper and H went for a run !
Salty smells are the best !
I then met up with the “Dad’s Army” cycling group at the Berry Farm and cycled to Ulverstone and back. A late lunch walk to La Mer cafe down the road was supposed to be followed by another beach walk, but the tide was too high. Postponed till later, an excellent day in all.
The excellent La Mer cafe is right on the foreshore.
Well the last couple of days haven’t been anything to blog about, rather wet and windy. We got a couple of walks in, but that was about it. The weather forecast wasn’t looking good for Stanley either, so we cancelled and have relocated to our favourite spot at Turners Beach. This has good cycling and 2 excellent Cafes within walking distance, as well as being right on the beach. Mind you Rosie mis judged high tide and almost got swept off her feet by an errant wave. Most indignant, especially being towelled off..
Lunch spot in PenguinHigh tide at Turners Beach and Rosie gets wet…..
The 4 other couples in Caravans relocated to Ulverstone, but the site didn’t permit dogs being close to a Penguin breeding colony. We shall catch up once the sun re appears….till then, Cheers.
Well Covid continues to play havoc with our travelling plans. Not only are we prevented from travelling overseas, but a 3 day lockdown in Hobart saw us forced to cancel our planned trip south.
Fortunately the cycling division of the MG Car Club, yes I know, also has a further sub division of caravan enthusiasts, yes I know even more weird ! So we invited ourselves along to their north west coast jaunt
3 Sisters
So after loading the dogs, and an assortment of clothes, it is spring in Tassie, we headed north. Joining 2 caravans at Frankfort’s Blue Barn for morning tea, we enjoyed the scenic drive from Ulverstone to Sulphur Creek along the coast. A quick stop at the 3 sisters nature reserve for the dogs, then back on the main highway to Wynyard. By 3 we were all settled in, 4 caravans and 1 motorhome. Although a small caravan park it’s right on the beachfront, and has loads of walks for the dogs.
“Joey” our Aida EyreBeach access behind our pitch
Unfortunately there’s been a lot of air/sea activity around the area. A small boat has been missing for a day, and 2 bodies were recovered as we were setting up. 1 person is still missing, so there will be more patrols tomorrow. It was a slightly subdued group tonight, and with the wind howling we’ve retreated to our van. Everybody has their bikes, so it’s off cycling, weather permitting.
They call it Scrabble, I call it drinks and nibbles.