Mole Creek

We wake up to another gorgeous day. After the few rainy days we had on the East coast we had nothing but gorgeous weather, nice and warm with a light breeze; just what the doctor ordered.

Although a nice location and convenient with a pub and food next door, we don’t like the car park too much as camping. So we pack up and continue the road around Great Lake.

Here is only the second time where we notice the bush fires. First was around Hobart and also here stretches of bush along the road are black.

The view from this height (1170 meters) is spectacular.

Then after many turns we come down the mountain and run into local wildlife.

Instead of jumping to the side he leads the way.

It’s good to see them all sound, safe and happy.

We enjoy the variety of landscape of Tasmania. From the ocean and beaches to the rugged mountains to the rolling green hills to the city scape to the stretching crop fields.

Marjo visits some galleries along the way.

Then, not far from Mole Creek we see a turn off for the Alum Cliffs and, because it’s not late enough for a nice beer at the camping, we think: “why not”.
The walk is nice (all up hill).

And it’s worth it; a great cliff and view of the river, far far below.

The last few kilometers to the camping provides a nice photo shoot of the local Berta fan club.

When we finally reach the campground we find a nice spot along the little river and we all can’t wait to get a drink.

A magnificent day.

Posted from Mole Creek, Tasmania, Australia.