The road doesn't look much, but no one seems to enjoy the drive out of Queenstown's!
Steve above Queenstown.
Me trying to stay away from the edge.
Horse Tail Falls.
The walkway to Horse Tail Falls.
Us at the top of the world!
Lakes everywhere.
A flurry of Snow.
King William Saddle.
Whilst at Derwent River, we visited "The Wall", created by Greg Duncan. No photos are allowed (sorry). The Wall is being carved from three-metre high wooden panels, mostly Huon Pine. The panels tell the history of the harsh Central Highlands region, beginning with the indigenous people, then to the pioneering timber harvesters, pastoralists, minors and hydro workers. When The Wall is completed, it will be 100 meters long . This was incredible, the detail was perfection, just mind blowing!
Lake St Clair National Park (Attached to and at the bottom of Cradle mountain). Lake St Clair is the deepest fresh water lake in Australia (167m). We did the Aboriginal Cultural walk, Watersmeet & Platypus Bay Circuit. All very easy walks. We also drove out to Pump House point, very pretty but blowing a gale on this side of the Lake.
Part of the old barge wreck, they used to help build The Pump House (In Background).
Snow tipped Mountains.
The Pump House.
Still Snow.
The Pump House.
And he's off!
How straight do the tree's grow.
Nice.
Lake St Clair.
Pretty.
Nice.
Steve waiting for me.
For our next walk we pay $40 each and take the ferry across Lake St Clair, this is a 45 minute ferry trip across to Narcissus Bay. It's misty, raining on and off, still very pretty. We have a 5-7 hour walk to Cynthia Bay (17km). This was a tough walk as in the terrain, not steep, just small hills all the way, sometimes it was just like walking through a canal, so wet and no way around it, very rocky, muddy, slippery and to be honest it was hard to enjoy the scenery, as you had to look where you put each foot, or you would twist your ankle on a rock/pebble. I fell over 3-4 times, once I landed on my bum and once Steve saved me from going head first into a bush! After Cradle Mountain, my walking boots fell apart and had to go in the bin. No Worries- I had brought some walking shoes in Canada, which I wear most days. However these shoes were clearly not suited to a walk of this kind, I had blisters on both heels very early on. One is a real mess and Now I can only walk in my thongs!
Me at Lake St. Clair.
Pretty.
Lovely.
Nice but tree's were in the way.
Very cloudy.
Steve at Echo Point Lunch stop hut.
Steve.
Arrhhhh!!
Moss everywhere.
Afternoon coffee stop.
Pretty.
Hamilton is our next stop after a very scenic drive. We did the platypus walk and could see them, but "Oh no wouldn't have their picture taken"
We did a day trip from Hamilton to Bothwell and onto The Hydro self drive trail. This again was a lovely drive on unsealed roads, with no other traffic, hilly (of course), no room to pass other vehicles (of course), sharp beds (of course) dirty (of course). We followed the tram line which was used to haul in equipment and supplies. The Hydro museum, was huge, incredible and free. We saw Deer, Kookaburras, Echidna's and millions of sheep and cattle.
A country bridge.
Nice.
Hydro Tasmania began in 1908 and work began in 1910, with excavation of the canal, which would convey water from The Great lake to Penstock Lagoon. In 1916 the first 2 generators were put into service, providing hydro electric power for Hobart.
The Hydro Station at Tarraleah.
Steve at the look out.
Sunset in Hamilton.
Kookaburra.
Inside Wayatinah Museum.
Where the canal gates used to be for the Hydro station.
Echidna.
The canal that was dug by hand
The Great Lake.
Pretty.
We leave Hamilton and head back to stay at Penstock Lake for a few nights, apparently gods world, if you are a fly fisher man, which we are not. Still, Steve paddled on The lake, we could have an open fire, I had to collect the word.
Oh yes! The ring tailed Possums like to jump on our van roof at night to keep us a wake. They seem very large compared to the Possums we have seen in SA.
Penstock Lake.
A Platypus taking cover.
Home cooking.
Different.
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