After a blissfully short flight compared to our last flights (to the US) we arrived in Hobart to chilly but sunny weather. We picked up our campervan and headed into the city in search of some good food. Tasmania is known for their great seafood and produce and after eating approximately a dozen oysters a day and enjoying a bunch of great meals, we'd have to agree. Hobart itself was a pretty small city with a nice marina right down town full of fishing boats.
We stayed close to Hobart the first night and went to check out the MONA which is basically some rich guys modern art collection. It's free for anyone who lives in Tassie and is a point of pride to all of them so we figured that we shouldn't miss it. It included such highlights as the "trio of brooms" above, which might rival our favorites "blue" and "white" from the MOMA in NYC.
Felix seemed to enjoy the museum, riding in the carrier, bouncing his legs and chatting away to himself. He's never seemed so loud as in a museum where everyone is quietly contemplating some weird modern art!
After Felix had a bit of a snooze we continued our tour of Freycinet national park and went to the lighthouse lookout. Amazingly we didn't see a single boat in any of this large stretch of ocean, even with some very calm seas.
Felix took the opportunity to let us know that he'd like a break from the driving and so we stopped at a random beach along the road to walk around.
After a relaxing stroll on the beach we stopped off for lunch at the Ironhouse Brewery which was conveniently right along the highway. There we enjoyed some great beer, and probably the best meal of the trip which is saying a lot for a place like Tassie!
That evening we completed our drive to St. Helens and drove a bit further north to the Bay of Fires on the recommendation of our Tassie friends.
We had been advised that this would be an awesome place to camp and while we checked out some of the camping spots and completely agreed, it was too cold to be without some heat at night so we've filed them away for a future summer trip.
On our way back down the coast towards Hobart the next day we had another chance to stop on a deserted beach to take a walk and stretch our legs.
We got lucky that every time we stopped the sun was out and although it did rain off and on a bit during the trip we managed to stay dry.