Friday, 28 March 2014

Week 6: Holy Mackerel! Tassie is just stunning

The trip this week:  Swansea - Dunalley - Cape Surville - Eaglehawk Neck (Tasman Peninsula) - Port Arthur - Lime Bay - Fortescue Bay - Hobart (and MONA) - Snug - Lymington

Another stunning week of beauty this week with most of our time concentrated on the Tasman Peninsula.  We continue to be blown away with how amazing Tassie is.  The fishing proved to be quite fruitful and as a result we are being spoiled with fresh seafood every other day.  The fish tastes almost sweet and it just melts in your mouth.  It is like nothing else we have tasted before (this could be due to the 'ikea effect' but hey).

While the scenery is outstanding, the locals talk a lot about the absence of work and the tough economy in Tassie.  There are dozens of houses for sale everywhere we go and people are not typically optimistic about the immediate future.

We have seen really interesting industries such as salmon farming in the Huon River, and there are  loads of oyster racks and fishing trawlers about the place.  Forestry is nowhere what it used to be but you still see the odd truck loaded to the hilt with tall timber rumbling by and there is no shortage of grey nomads on the road spending the kids' inheritance.

I suppose the absence of built up industry is good for the wilderness.  We are constantly surrounded by wildlife which more often than not is scoping out our lunch or leftovers.  They are game little buggers, you can't leave anything out or it will be gone in two seconds flat.  The forest grows right to the coastal waters and is so thick that you would be hard pressed to walk through it without a track to follow.

We are starting to get a bit of cooler weather now but the majority of the time it is still shorts and t-shirts.  Perfect time to be in Tassie during Autumn. I strongly recommend it!

Animal encounters: Australian fur seal, bandicoots (very cute and not afraid of humans, see below), wallabies, bloody possums, a snake, parrots, currajongs, and a mackerel and a few flathead (which became supper of course).

Thanks for reading everyone.  Speak with you next week!

Matt and Kelly






Saturday, 22 March 2014

Week 5: Tassie keeps on giving

"I can't believe that we used to find the time to fit work in!"

Our days are are filled with so much activity, it is hard to remember when we found the time to even watch the news.

I sit here on the Tasman Peninsula watching the sun slowly set over Norfolk Bay with Hobart somewhere in the distance.  Kelly is scoring and seasoning a freshly caught squid from the calm waters we are camped beside, getting ready to throw the tasty morsel on the BBQ.   The ipod boots out Mark Ronsan through our tiny camp speakers as we settle in for another chilly Tassie evening.

Week five has offered us another week of abundance and stunning beauty a we move down the East Coast of Tasmania.  You HAVE to come and visit this place.  It is simply amazing. 

Can you imagine what it is like to paddle along a secluded bay lined with Australia's finest oysters covering the rocks free for the taking.  The sea life is abundant, wherever we turn there are creatures of the deep. The turquoise waters with their accompanying pure white sandy beaches never disappoint.  Tasmania has knocked our socks off and we haven't even made it half way round!

The trip this week:  Waterhouse Point - St Helens (St Georges Bay)- Humbug Point - Binalong Bay - Bay of Fires - Moulting Lagoon (Freycinet Peninsula) - Cape Surville










Sunday, 16 March 2014

Week 4 - The taste of Tassie

The week so far....

Bentleigh East - Devonport - Lake Rowallan - Launceston - Waterhouse Point

The weekly lowdown....

Number of showers since leaving Melbourne - nil
Number of 'baths' had out of a tupperware container - 1
Our patience with regard to technical malfunctioning of any sort - nil
Number of times Kelly has done a half eskimo roll in her kayak - 1
Number of fish caught - 5!!!

That's right people. The moment you have all been waiting for... ok, the moment Burnsey and I have been desperately hoping for...

Yesterday we caught two squid and a flathead out of our kayaks! Thank you Tassie. About bloody time too. It was baked fish and calamari salad for supper last night. Oh but it doesn't end there, no no. Today we caught two leatherjackets (not of the motorcycle variety, though that would have better for the budget with the likes of ebay), a whiting and two crabs! This place just keeps getting better and better. So it's fish curry for dinner tonight (courtesy of Ryan and Lizzie) with a cold Coopers (thank you Warnses' and for putting us up!). What a smashing end to the week.

We are off to the local caravan park in St Helens for a shower tomorrow, but in lieu of such luxuries I would like to say a huge thanks to the gang at CNS for the massive can of dry shampoo. Fantastic. If only it could magically cure my tragic fashion sense.

See you next week!

P.s. And yes, a half eskimo roll means I was unceremoniously tipped out into the sea...












Saturday, 8 March 2014

Week 3 - A stroll through the Prom...

The end of week three and we are getting regular hot showers and cold milk thanks to our wonderful friends in Melbourne.

The trip this week:

Foster - Port Franklin - Wilsons Promontory - Bear Gully - Eltham

 The stats:

Days fishing: 6
Fish caught: nil
Number of kilos of fish we could have eaten for the money spent on fishing gear so far: 12

This week has been absolutely fantastic. After our failed attempts at fishing the various ports of southern Victoria we headed down to the Prom for a 55km, 3-day hike which was easily the most stunning walk we have done.  We learned two valuable lessons on the walk...

1. Take enough metho. This way you won't have to make a decision between a cold supper and drinking untreated creek water.

2. Put your scroggin in an airtight container... not a zip lock bag. Having questioned Burnsey's sanity when he packed only a few handfuls of sweets/nuts for our walk, I came around to his 'scarcity principle' realising it would increase the value in times of need. He further redeemed himself by wrestling it out of the mouth of a determined possum in the middle of the night after it climbed into my backpack (under the clips and drawstring and all). Unfortunately all of his brownie points were lost the following morning when he left the zip of his backpack slightly askew as we headed up the hill to the lighthouse... when we returned we were scroggin-less thanks to a black cockatoo who was clearly smarter than we are. Devastating.

A massive thanks to Chris and Anna, Sammy and Jonno, Jodi and Berkhard for their wonderful hospitality

Here is a little compilation for the week. See you soon!

P.s. Sorry! The second video should play on phones and ipads...