From the beauty of Freycinet National Park, we headed west, knowingly into the tail end of some bad weather. But given the time constraints, there were places we wanted to see and little time to delay in visiting.
As we departed the warmth of the east coast of Tasmania, we slowly started inching up the thermostat on the heater. Then light rains started and by the time we had finished the grocery shopping, it was getting downright cold. Proceeding further west, we gradually continued to gain elevation, and then the topic of conversation turned serious - that's snow.... no that's just cold rain. That's hail..... no if it were hail it would hit the windshield much harder. And then as we headed for our lunch stop (too cold for a picnic lunch) at a nice cafe, after we waited out a serious hail storm. We hoped that was the worst of it over.
After a fantastic lunch, we drove off under cloudy but not ominous skies. And then they turned ominous, and we were still gaining elevation. Finally, there was no disputing we were in a heavy snowstorm. The ranger at Lake St. Clair chuckled when we told him we would be camping. He chuckled only a little less hard when he heard we were in a campervan and graciously threw in a few free shower tokens (for the hot water).
It was cold, there was no disputing, but soon after arriving, the snow stopped and the landscape was stunningly beautiful. A wallaby with her little joey in the pouch came by for a visit and a nice hike along the river warmed Tomas completely. A campfire was out of the question, but a nice meal and a cozy bed made the cold very bearable.
A beautiful hike the following morning invigorated Tomas and Julia was mesmerized yet again by more visits by the wallabies. A free hot shower, courtesy of the park ranger and then we were on our way, with many memories tucked away in our minds.