We have set our eyes on Bruny island next and, knowing that it is a 200 km drive, don’t want to rush. There are not many any bush camps between Cockle Creek and Bruny so we aim for the one in Cygnet.
On the way back from Cockle Creek we pass most of the things we have seen before. This time we stop for berries and fruit from the several honesty stalls along the road. We buy their cherries, prunes, apples and tomatoes.
Then Marjo didn’t forget about the stone and gem shop. Apparently this area is rich in nice stones and stuff and Marjo has a great time. We end up buying a present for Niki’s birthday there.
Driving further towards the ferry we pass Huonville which holds the annual regatta.
Along the road we stop and see some nice views.
Tasmania has a nice combination of hills and water.
And also some nice details. This is what you see as a cross cut of a dead tree fern.
Then we arrive at the Cygnet caravan park. It’s not much but will do. The guests are mainly people that don’t fit anywhere else. Not so much physically but more the way they behave. It is more like a back packers type place and we have not a very quiet night and decide to stay for one night only.
The town itself is nice though, with interesting alternative stores and very friendly shopkeepers everywhere. Even the fish and chips proprietor was very nice and when his schnitzel was out he offered all kinds of off the menu alternatives. Marjo chose snapper and chips and I had the calamari and chips.
A nice day.
Posted from Cygnet, Tasmania, Australia.
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