Well, it was finally down to our last day. We checked ourselves out of the River View Lodge, which served as home for 3 days of our journey. There, we enjoyed a warm breakfast and a room with a bathroom. It was a very cosy spot despite the decorations which were strikingly very floral. We wanted to use our last day in Tasmania for something fun, so we drove up to Narawntapu National Park which was only a short trip from Devonport. We were both very pleased with the decision. When we arrived, it was tough to know if this was the spot we were actually supposed to go to because there was barely anyone there. We took the Springlawn Nature Trail, which seemed like it would be the most popular trail. We saw absolutely no one on the entire walk. It was peace and quiet when it came to h
umans, but it would be foolish to say that we had the place to ourselves. The abundance of wildlife had overwhelmed us all over Tasmania, but this place was ridiculous. As soon as we started on the trail, we saw the Forester kangaroo, which is the smallest of the kangaroo family, but still a good sized marsupial. From there we saw tons of pademelons, really a ridiculous amount. There were also these large parrots in the t
rees and they really made a large racket. We took the trail and it wound its way up to Archer's Knob. We were in no hurry whatsoever, as we definitely walked slower on this hike than any other hike I have been on. It almost became a competition between Jacqueline and I to pick out the pademelons as if we stopped to look around, we could see them anywhere in the bush. Immediately afterward we would see th
em as they took off running away. Eventually we made it up to Archer's Knob, which gave us a wonderful view of Baker's Beach. We took the trail down to the beach and the air seemed warm enough on this day to jump in, but since I knew I would not have a shower un
til a couple days later of traveling, I did not take the plunge. Instead we enjoyed the beautiful, empty beachfront and then it was back to the woods to see some more wildlife. I was frustrated that we had not got a good shot of an echidna, yet. Luckily, we stood very still as we saw one emerging from the bush. W
ith neither of us moving, the echidna with its poor eyesight, just wandered right in front of us. His acute hearing, though, made him dig very swiftly into the earth when he finally heard us. There, halfway underground, the only part remaining above the surface was his spiky quills. A good defense that has allowed him to survive for many millions of years. From there on out, it was slow motion hiking enjoying our animal companions. Jacqueline just loved the wallabies and it was going to be sad to take her away from them, but our itinerary said that we had to be back in Melbourne to fly out the next morning. So we drove ourselves back through the countryside dotted with poppy fields and back into Devonport. We had to take the boat in the evening, but frankly I did not want to screw around too much so we got there kind of early. We asked about upgrading to a cabin, but the price w
as very steep. It may have been a good idea as we spent a mostly restless night on the boat and even had to change seats at one a.m. after a passenger next to us was having a drunken schizophrenic episode. From Melbourne, we flew to L.A., L.A. to Las Vegas, Las Vegas to Detroit, and Detroit to Midland as we were spending Christmas with Jacqueline's folks. All and all, it was somewhere near three days of travelling and I just happened to have a cold through all of that which progressively got worse as we did not sleep much or well for that matter. It was sad for the honeymoon to be over, but we will always keep the warm memories of the animals, beaches, mountains, leeches, and most of all the blessing to be able to share it all with someone very special to the other.
umans, but it would be foolish to say that we had the place to ourselves. The abundance of wildlife had overwhelmed us all over Tasmania, but this place was ridiculous. As soon as we started on the trail, we saw the Forester kangaroo, which is the smallest of the kangaroo family, but still a good sized marsupial. From there we saw tons of pademelons, really a ridiculous amount. There were also these large parrots in the t
rees and they really made a large racket. We took the trail and it wound its way up to Archer's Knob. We were in no hurry whatsoever, as we definitely walked slower on this hike than any other hike I have been on. It almost became a competition between Jacqueline and I to pick out the pademelons as if we stopped to look around, we could see them anywhere in the bush. Immediately afterward we would see th
em as they took off running away. Eventually we made it up to Archer's Knob, which gave us a wonderful view of Baker's Beach. We took the trail down to the beach and the air seemed warm enough on this day to jump in, but since I knew I would not have a shower un
til a couple days later of traveling, I did not take the plunge. Instead we enjoyed the beautiful, empty beachfront and then it was back to the woods to see some more wildlife. I was frustrated that we had not got a good shot of an echidna, yet. Luckily, we stood very still as we saw one emerging from the bush. W
ith neither of us moving, the echidna with its poor eyesight, just wandered right in front of us. His acute hearing, though, made him dig very swiftly into the earth when he finally heard us. There, halfway underground, the only part remaining above the surface was his spiky quills. A good defense that has allowed him to survive for many millions of years. From there on out, it was slow motion hiking enjoying our animal companions. Jacqueline just loved the wallabies and it was going to be sad to take her away from them, but our itinerary said that we had to be back in Melbourne to fly out the next morning. So we drove ourselves back through the countryside dotted with poppy fields and back into Devonport. We had to take the boat in the evening, but frankly I did not want to screw around too much so we got there kind of early. We asked about upgrading to a cabin, but the price w
as very steep. It may have been a good idea as we spent a mostly restless night on the boat and even had to change seats at one a.m. after a passenger next to us was having a drunken schizophrenic episode. From Melbourne, we flew to L.A., L.A. to Las Vegas, Las Vegas to Detroit, and Detroit to Midland as we were spending Christmas with Jacqueline's folks. All and all, it was somewhere near three days of travelling and I just happened to have a cold through all of that which progressively got worse as we did not sleep much or well for that matter. It was sad for the honeymoon to be over, but we will always keep the warm memories of the animals, beaches, mountains, leeches, and most of all the blessing to be able to share it all with someone very special to the other.
2 comments:
This last picture is just lovely. I need to remember to take more embarrassing pictures of you!
-Your loving wife :)
Wow, this is quite the trip log...dang. That looks like an awesome part of the world; kind of a cross between the olympic mountains and the Sonoran desert or something. Well, we're looking forward to hanging out with you guys this Spring. We're stoked on the escalante/capitol reef idea.
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