Fly Down Under & Cruise Back Up - Spring 2018 travel blog

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Cradle Mountain

Cradle Mountain

Cradle Mountain

Cradle Mountain

Cradle Mountain

Cradle Mountain


Most of the people in Tasmania live in metro Hobart. Once we left the city, we passed through mostly farmland, punctuated by cute, small towns. We saw as many herds of sheep as we've seen in New Zealand, which seemed like the sheep capital of the world when we went there. There were also lots of herds of dairy cows. Today's goal was to drive to Cradle Mountain National Park, where we are spending the night in the park lodge. This park incorporates glacier sculpted mountain peaks, river gorges, lake and tracts of alpine woodland. Many people come here to make multiple day treks.

As I write this we were supposed to be on an evening bus tour with a naturalist to look at the various marsupials that live in the park and feed at night. Our guide confirmed the arrangements with the hotel, which failed to confirm our intentions with the bus company. Bottom line: there was not enough room for us on the bus. To compensate us for our pain, we each got a free bottle of wine. Hardly a replacement for our disappointment in coming 10,000 miles to see these animals, but that's travel. Our guide was livid. There could be more than a bottle of wine coming out of this disappointing development. It's quite cold here and as begun raining. Perhaps it's all for the best.

Cradle Mountain = Boston

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