DAY 10 - 28 FEBRUARY 2015 SCOTTSDALE TO DEVONPORT

Day 10 – 28 February 2015 – Scottsdale to Devonport

Cycling Stats: 170 kms

Average Speed: 29.5 kms per hour

Yet another heavily overcast morning when Walter & Steve left at 7am. Gill arrived at 8am and as I left the motel unit lo & behold a cyclist all kitted up ready to mount his bike is standing at the door of unit next to ours.

This English cyclist from Sheffield was on the point of leaving to cycle to St Helens, to climb all those climbs and then descend - in reverse to what Walter & Steve had cycled yesterday. He had waited until 8am as he thought he might be a bit warmer leaving slightly later. Wineglass Bay was mentioned and he told us that he had visited there in 1991 when there was no formal walking track and he had walked through the forest to reach the look-out. He reminisced that back then he saw many snakes, birds and they had fed the paddy melons crisps (English for potato chips) in the dirt carpark. Disappointed was he as he had re-visited in the last week and now there are designated walking tracks and many many tourists visiting compared to all those years ago. We wished him a good ride, after I asked if he wouldn’t mind if I adjusted his helmet straps and I adjusted the straps so that the plugs were under the ear lobes. I just couldn’t help myself but he was happy and agreed that the helmet now sat more securely and more comfortably on his head.

No fixed plans to meet up with Walter & Steve as shoulders on the roads are hard to come by here so it is difficult to find places on the road to stop and they are often a lot quicker getting to points than they anticipate.

So Gill and I agreed to get a lot of the kilometers under the belt and stop at Exeter. It was cold – water cold with grey heavy thick cloud. Our original discussion included a stop at Bridport which is supposed to be a lovely coastal town. We knew we wouldn’t see Bridport at its best today so opted to drive straight through to Exeter which is about 100kms from Scottsdale.

We arrived before the local Exeter show got well underway so were very lucky to get a handy park in the main street near the coffee shop. After coffee & shopping for dinner we intended to push on but surprisingly the guys arrived. They were certainly making good time today. So we sat and heard about their ride to this point. They had enjoyed the ride across the Tamar River over the Batman Bridge, Walter had enjoyed seeing all the apple & pear orchards, vineyards and the rural nature of the landscape. There were also many many kilometers of dense forests.

After driving on about 10kms we were stopped – the road ahead was closed due to an accident, a large truck was on fire and a crane was assisting in the recovery of the truck, a friendly young policeman told us. Walter & Steve were allowed through 5 minutes before because they would be able to get past. He asked where we were heading and said to wait as there would be a local in the line of cars behind us who could lead us via an alternate route. A white land-cruiser was going that way but they were in a hurry so we had to travel fast. Easier said than done. I was conscious of keeping in eyesight of the land-cruiser over the winding narrow roads & dirt roads but making sure I didn’t lose Gill who is towing a caravan and can’t keep the high speeds on the climbs. Anyway after some time the land-cruiser stopped and someone hurried over – follow this road until the bottom and then turn right and that’s the highway to Devonport. I quickly thanked him and off he ran, quickly jumped back into his car and sped off.

Once we returned to the A8, after 10 kms we came across Walter & Steve and gave them a wave and headed off to find Mersey Bluff Caravan Park in Devonport.

The rain started to pour down and after half an hour or so the guys arrived wet and cold but feeling good after completing the days ride.

Our accommodation tonight is very quirky – straight out of the 50’s. An old caravan with an annex consisting of a living area and an ensuite affixed to the front of the caravan. This cute little room with its plain glass and 2 large leadlight windows provides a rather lovely view over the bay. Its very cute but spacious so because of the rainy weather the four of us can comfortably enjoy our dinner tonight out of the rain.

 

Walter gritting his teeth and getting on with it

Crossing the Batman Bridge over the Tamar River

In Exeter at our coffee stop 

Our caravan / cabin / 1950's accommodation - just wonderful

Devonport Lighthouse stormy late afternoon view

Devonport Mersey Beach walk

DAY 9 - 27 FEBRUARY 2015 ST HELENS TO SCOTTSDALE

Day 9 – 27 February 2015 St Helens to Scottsdale

Cycling Stats: 107 kms

Average Speed: 24.5 kms per hour

Once again another very heavily cloudy morning and the guys left at 7am. Gill and I left at 8am as we had planned to meet at the ‘flat bit at the top of the climb’. This was all the information we had to go by.

There was so much heavy cloud around and some light showers and as we started to climb, the cloud cover increased and when we met the guys we passed them and found the “Little Plains Look-out’ which was the flat bit at the top of the climb but, it was very cold and heavily clouded and not conducive to stopping for a break.

The decision was to continue on to Derby another 20kms along and find a coffee shop. The sign we saw “Painted Art Café’ sounded appealing so when Gill and I arrived in Derby that’s where we decided to head. Before that though, we parked close to an arts & crafts shop. Carla the owner was standing outside and greeted me and I noticed what I thought was a dutch accent. I struck up a conversation with her and asked when she had come to Australia. I always find this interesting as my parents immigrated back in 1955. She told me very bluntly that over many drinks in a pub in The Netherlands she and a friend had decided to come to Australia back in 1978. She said they weren’t allowed into New Zealand so opted for Australia. After twenty years of living in Sydney she had come here to Derby 10 years ago. The town is changing, she told me, 20kms of new mountain bike trails had recently been opened with more to follow. The Tin Museum, which we had visited 5 years ago is now being run by the local biking group now (it was handed over by the local council). Cycling is now the theme of Derby with many shops being adorned by bike symbols and Carla is enjoying making cycle themed jewellery from coloured buttons (the wheels) and twisted metal wiring (the bike frames).

We stopped at the Painted Art Café for coffee and cake and Walter & Steve arrived not too long afterwards. When Mandy, one of the owners brought over Walter’s coffee she noticed that the lights on the bikes were still flashing and asked why. Walter immediately replied that the lights were to attract the women whilst he was cycling. A big discussion followed about big black books and cycling around Australia etc etc with lots of laughter.

What was interesting was that Derby seems to be a small town where many mature women run the businesses. Mandy explained there were many women running businesses in Derby and she said that that is because women are more organised and better at running a business then men. Hmmm

Walter & Steve decided to visit the Tin Museum. I had visited it 5 years ago so I opted to travel on with Gill to Scottsdale to locate her camping ground, set up camp, organise lunch for Walter and book in & settle into the motel unit one km up the road which we had booked.

The weather was unsettled – showery, cold and a bit miserable but I couldn’t really begrudge this as we had been lucky for the whole of the last week.

Walter arrived cold and wet through and enjoyed a nice warm shower. A bit later we decided to head to the Timber Museum (5 years ago when we were here it had just closed for the day) but when we arrived today we saw it had, in fact been shut down for some time. We learnt later when we visited the Information Centre that this was because the building had some serious issues. The sail structure imported from Germany had been spanned incorrectly causing serious leaking problems which had affected the electrics and so it was now derelict and this we found was quite sad. We also heard that the Information Centre had been located near this Timber Museum 5 years or so ago and around 200 people walked through their doors every day then. There were at that time many tourist buses which visited the town. Now the Information Centre is located down a side street, not very central and not as many people find the need to visit it. I must add though that the building  where they are now located is the old court house and the beautiful old timber ceilings and the judge’s platform are all still intact so this in itself is worthy of a visit.

Tonight dinner in the local Scottsdale Hotel – the service and food were great.

Tomorrow, a huge ride for the guys around 170km from Scottsdale to Devonport. Unfortunately the weather forecast is not favourable.

Cold but determined

Even colder but still determined - at the 'flat bit at the top' 

Must be one of the oldest cutest bank buildings in Australia - now an arts & crafts centre

the mountain views

historical farm buildings

DAY 8 - 26 FEBRUARY 2015 BICHENO TO ST HELENS

Day 8 – 26 February 2015 Bicheno to St Helens

Cycling Stats: 88 kms

Average Speed: 24.5 kms per hour

Walter & Steve left as usual at 7am and once again it was a very heavily clouded sky with a sprinkling of raindrops – so they were very fortunate as the day fined up after that beautifully.

Walter told me later that the alternate route they took up through Elephant Pass had stunning views and was reminiscent of travelling up through an alps like terrain. Their descent was through St Marys Pass. He estimated that their climb today went to 400 metres and he tells me there was also a strong headwind.

Gill and I left  at around 8.30am and our direct route via the A3 was also rather picturesque – sheep grazing in pastureland directly adjacent to the beaches of the coastal bays we drove past. Sounds whimsical, but they faced towards the bays and seemed very content with their beautiful bay views.

At times the sun filtered through the heavy dark clouds over the seas creating solid silvery lines of light over the seas.

But as with most days we have had so far the skies cleared and became bright blue and the warm sun shone again.

Gill and I had decided not to stop but just drive straight through to St Helens. Here we found the local bakery and sat down to a coffee. The guys arrived not too much later with smiles as they told us about their ride today.

In the afternoon after lunch and a bit of downtime, we drove off to explore The Bay of Fires region. First to The Gardens – Walter & I had visited this beautiful place about 5 years ago with our friends from The Netherlands Henry & Kees but there were now some changes – walking paths and information signs were a welcome addition.

We learnt that The Bay of Fires was named by Tobias Furneaux in 1773 and the name comes from seeing the many fires lit by the north-east coastal plains Aboriginal people. This site itself was named by Lady Jane Franklin in 1835 when she came to Georges Bay with her husband Sir John Franklin. Lady Jane rode her horse from Georges Bay to this area and finding acres of wildflowers she named it ‘The Gardens’.

Walter, I should mention is really enjoying the opportunity of picking wild fresh blackberries most days. – They are everywhere and he is in berry heaven. I must add that they are sweet and very tasty. He even offered handfuls of them to some Asian tourists today at The Gardens and they giggled but took them and tried them and then proceeded to take photos of Walter picking them.

After this, a scenic drive to Binalong Bay but on the way we stopped briefly at one of the most beautiful beaches I honestly have ever seen – Taylors Beach.

At Binalong Bay we did the 1 hour return walk to Skeleton Bay walking through a forest of tea trees with glimpses of rocky bay views. This walk made us think a little of the Noosa National Park walk around to Tea Tree Bay.

Back to Binalong Bay and we pick up freshly cooked seafood from the waterfront and took it back to the camping ground to eat at a picnic table next to Steve & Gill’s caravan site. We felt like we were in our own little back garden – it was private little plot away from all the other campers.  The afternoon was fine, calm with a brilliant blue sky one minute and the next the black storm clouds rolled in dramatically and the wind picked up to gale force. We packed up quickly and retreated to our cabin for the rest of the evening.

Some big climbs up Elephant Pass

'The Gardens' at Bay of Fires

Stunning vibrant hues

Tiny silver & stripped fish in this pool and we saw some skinks sunning themselves

And he shall have berries wherever he goes....

Taylor's Beach - one of the most beautiful beaches I have ever seen

Skeleton Bay Walk - at Binalong Bay

DAY 7 - 25 FEBRUARY 2015 - FREYCINET NATIONAL PARK (TOURING)

Day 7 – 25 February 2015 – Freycinet National Park (Touring)

We enjoyed a lovely relaxing morning – time to cook bacon & scrambled eggs before setting out to visit Freycinet National Park. We stopped at the National Parks Information Office to pay our entrance fees for the park and then headed up to Wineglass Bay carpark.

Steve & Gill & I had all previously done this walk but we knew its beauty and Walter who hadn’t visited here before was very keen to see this very famous Tasmanian icon and it did not disappoint. To help me focus on arriving at the top because I have had recent knee issues I decided to count the steps. The National Park office told me there was a total of 330 steps in the walk. I counted 326 so I was pretty close. The view from the top was stunning – Wineglass Bay really is a most beautiful natural wonder. On the way down we decided spontaneously to take the signed 30 minute walk down to Wine Glass Bay. It is a challenging walk down –uneven rocks form steps (hundreds of them) until you get close to the beach then finally there are some walking tracks. Wine Glass Bay is a beautiful place – white sandy beaches, red lichen covered rocks, bull kelp and on this day a stiff breeze but there are protected rocks where you can sit and enjoy the sight of the aquamarine waters.

The Cape Tourville Walk was next – it’s a 20minute mainly boardwalk circuit, with stunning views to Wineglass Bay and the Friendly Beaches.

By this time it was almost 3pm and we had packed a small esky with bread & sandwich fillings & fruit so we headed back to Coles Bay for a picnic lunch.

We stopped in at Bicheno Blowhole on the way back. Dinner tonight was at a great seafood restaurant Sea Life Centre – Seafood Chowder was the signature dish and it was delicious – a fitting end to a great day exploring another special part of  Tasmania.

Back on the bike for the boys tomorrow.

Wineglass Bay Look-out - stunning

The view 

Oyster Bay - Freycinet National Park

Wineglass Bay reached

View from Cape Tourville Walk

Coles Bay

DAY 6 - 24 FEBRUARY 2015 RICHMOND TO BICHENO

Day 6 – 24 February 2015  Richmond to Bicheno

Cycling Stats: 160 kms

Average Speed:  28.5 kms per hour

It was a very cold night after the thunderstorm yesterday afternoon. The temperature dropped significantly and when the guys left at 7am it was around 6 degrees. So they were all decked out in the winter gear – arm warmers, leg warmers and they were excited to get going and today was one of the longer rides of the trip.

Gill and I left around 9am, slightly later than our anticipated start. Even at 9am I heard on the local radio station is was still only 9 degrees. It was however a clear blue sky and lovely sunshine. Our plan was to meet the guys in Orford which was for them, about 3 hours cycling. When we arrived there however Gill checked her phone and she has an ap which shows where Steve is (handy) and they had gone further to Triabunna (another 7kms). After crossing the bridge we had stopped and decided to walk back over the bridge for coffee. Gill noticed that one of the back tyres on my car was flat so we decided to adjust the air pressure at the service station at Triabunna. When we arrived there we saw that it was very flat indeed so thought it best to go to the recommended mechanic. Big Barry was a very friendly mechanic and very thorough. There was a large nail in the tyre so the hole was plugged and the rim was checked too. Then we were on our way to Swansea about 45 kms away. Walter & Steve however had already left so we thought it best to push on straight away as it was cold and they would need a change of clothes once they got to Bicheno. We finally caught them about 12 kms from Bicheno.

As far as the scenery goes this is another beautiful part of Tasmania. The first half was mainly heavily forested terrain and very hilly and windy. Then the landscape became open farmland. We saw walnut farms, wineries and lots of sheep. The view to Maria Island was stunning and the drive followed the coastline so we also had views to Coles Bay.

Walter & Steve really enjoyed today’s ride. Walter said there were many hills. He especially enjoyed the section before Orford where the narrow road runs adjacent to a river – high rock walls run along the other side and on the river side a low dark rock wall provides a barrier from road to river. They also loved the wide open views over the stark aqua blue waters of the many bays we passed.

After settling in we decided to walk the short distance from Bicheno East Caravan Park to the Bicheno beach and enjoyed the beach walking path over the rocks to The Gulch where Steve was keen to try abalone – it is reknown as being rare and a delicacy. At $60 for 250gram it is also an expensive delicacy. So there was a special - 4 pieces for $12. We decided to try it and full of anticipation we waited while it was cooked. There was a hand written sign ‘penguin’ pointing to a small drain and yes there was a penguin down there under the grate standing very quietly. The abalone was a bit disappointing – it looks like a scallop but very dense and very chewy. We decided that it might be best savoured at a fine dining restaurant as opposed to the fishery by the beach where we were.

We looked across the very short distance to Governor’s Island, a rocky haven for hundreds and hundreds of vocal sea birds, well located for them as many fishing boats come in here. The red lichen rocks were beautiful and no doubt we will see more as we explore the region tomorrow.

 

Distant water views

Riding with a view

Historic buildings

Swansea

Caught up to the guys about 12 kms out of Bicheno

DAY 5 - 23/0215 TARRANA TO RICHMOND

Day 5 – 23/02/15 - Tarrana to Richmond

Cycling Stats: 75 kms

Average speed:  25.2 kms per hour

Walter & Steve left at 7am with smiles even though it was overcast and a few rain drops were falling. I think they were glad to be back on their bikes.

Walter told me that it was very hilly and quite windy – lots of big climbs but of course that also means lots of lovely big descents too. The last climb was a startling 12% - so quite steep.

Seeing the aftermath of the devastation of the Dunalley fires of 2 years ago Walter said was quite remarkable. The charred trees were ever present for many many kilometres so the scale of the fires must have been enormous. We were told that the temperatures hovered around 50 degrees when they roared through the region. Unimaginable how very frightening that must have been.

Gill & I met the guys at Sorell for coffee at the local bakery. Then a bit of shopping for us for groceries and then on to Richmond. Lots of famous wineries in this part of Tasmania – Puddleduck, Frogmouth and a cheese maker with a wonderful name ‘Wicked Cheese’ which we found in a local gourmet shop in Richmond and yes it was rather tasty. We saw vegetable crops such as spinach and also some sheep farms – so lots of rural landscapes.

We arrived at Richmond Camping ground and very soon after the predicted thunderstorm hit, lightening and heavy rain which poured down for around an hour. After the storm the temperature dropped significantly from 27 to under 20 degrees. Tomorrow the forecast is for 11 to 18 degrees so considerably colder that what we have experienced in the past few days. We had a nice brisk walk in Richmond exploring the old buildings and shops. It is such a historic town with so many of its original buildings that you almost feel you are in the 19^th century as you amble through the streets – lots of local arts & crafts.

This also means arm & leg warmers to be unpacked for the big ride tomorrow.

Steve & Gill cooked tonight – a very tasty and hearty roast pork & heaps of roasted vegetables all cooked in their big electric frypan. They really are very experienced campers. Thank you - yum

Ready to leave Tarrana

Happy to be back on their bikes

Ride completed - reached Richmond before the storms hits

Relaxing in Richmond

DAY 4 22/2/15 - RICHMOND TO TARRANA VIA EAGLEHAWK NECK (TOURING DAY)

Day 4 22/2/15 – Richmond to Tarrana via Eaglehawk Neck (Touring Day)

Yesterday we had rung the Tasman Boat Cruise office to discuss the options for doing the very famous award winning Tasman Island Cruise, which leaves near Port Arthur. We were concerned about the predicted weather change as for the past 3 days we had experienced perfect sunny days with around 27 degrees and today in the early 30s.

Storms and a series of thunderstorms were predicted for Monday so we opted to book this cruise for today. There would not be enough time for the guys to cycle there so they decided they would cycle back to Richmond on Monday instead.

We left Richmond at around 8am passing over the historic Richmond Bridge built in 1823 and famous as Australia’s oldest bridge and stopping to take photos as the weather was perfect.

Some of the main industry in this area is wine growing, cherries and oysters. I saw some quirky signs:

‘blooming good cherries’ and 100 metres further on

‘shucking good oysters’

The evidence of the horrific Dunalley fires which  ravaged this region 2 years ago is still visible. Black charred trees sprouting new green foliage dotted the landscape for many kilometers.

On reaching the outskirts of Dunalley there is a sign which speaks volumes about the spirit of this township.

‘This is not a sleepy hollow

This is Dunalley’

I had to laugh at one point when a saw a young guy on a mountain bike with one hand on his handlebars and the other outstretched carrying a box of a dozen eggs. This was on the main highway quite a distance from any town. He must have been very keen to have eggs for breakfast.

We stopped at Eaglehawk to see the Tessellated Pavement – a natural occurring inter tidal rock platform formed by unusual geological conditions and a geological wonder. The platform has the appearance of tiles all cut evenly and precisely into regular patterns.  We also visited the Blowhole, Tasman Arch and Devil’s Kitchen all rather amazing rock formations. There were also stunning views of the tall rugged coastline cliffs from the Tasman Seacliff Coast Lookout.

We had some lunch at the Tasmanian award winning seafood van in the car park of The Blowhole. Then it was off to Port Arthur to join the 1.30pm eco cruise. So many amazing sights – the highest vertical sea cliffs in the southern hemisphere at Cape Pillar (in the vicinity of 300 mtrs), towering Dolerite spires, the Totem Pole, cruising through colourful deep sea caves and seeing huge soaring flocks of Albatross in the open wild waters of the Southern Ocean.  

We also saw New Zealand seals and on Tasman Island greater numbers of the larger Australian Fur Seals.  The sight of the seals’ antics in and out of the water, the sounds they made & their pungent smell in the salty spray made for a very close encounter with these seals.

It was an invigorating experience travelling at high speed, heaps of high winds and sea spray (we were glad of the waterproof ponchos provided by the cruise company) and then making quick sharp turns – lots of adrenalin.

Back to the seafood van at Eaglehawk Neck for fish & chips & a glass of wine overlooking the jetty and the scenic waters of Pirate Bay.

Another wonderful day in southern Tasmania.

Tomorrow the guys will be back to business – cycling back to Richmond.

 

Richmond Bridge 1823

Tessellated platforms at Eaglehawk Neck

Tasman Seacliff Coast Lookout

Mango Bay - breath taking views

Pillar Rock - wow

Australian Fur Seal - Tasman Island

DAY 3 - 21 FEBRUARY 2015 SOUTHPORT TO RICHMOND (TOURING DAY)

Day 3 – 21 February 2015 Southport – Richmond (Touring Day)

We all left Southport by car around 8.30am for a closer look at the Huon Valley region. The guys had cycled this route yesterday and we had driven there so today Walter & Steve were driving so that Gill and I could take in the scenic drive – the apple orchards, the deeply wooded forest lands, the meandering river views and the many old dark raw timber buildings and historic cottages which make up these quaint old villages.

First stop was Geeveston, the timber town for a coffee and cake of course, at the Geeveston Gallery Bakery. Then we visited The Forest and Heritage Centre to learn about the forestry history.

Then a 28km forest drive to the Tahune AirWalk where we enjoyed the views of the forest canopy and the confluence of the Huon and Picton Rivers from the well engineered steel air walk structure which was, for Walter & I reminiscent of the Tree Walk when we visited The Valley of The Giants in Pemberton WA in 2013 where we saw the incredible Kari trees.

We had time to also do the Swinging Bridges (one hour return) walk where you make your way over a series of 2 swinging bridges suspended from the river banks as you cross the mighty rushing Huon and Picton Rivers.

So all in all an enjoyable day exploring the Huon Valley region.

Walter & I stopped at Huonville where we shopped for dinner – our turn to cook tonight when we reach Richmond.

 

Planting of first fruit orchard by William Geeves in 1851 (Geeveston)

View from Tahune Sky Walk

Swinging on the bridge

DAY 2 - 20 FEBRUARY 2015 - AFTERNOON TRIP TO COCKLE CREEK

Day 2 – 20/02/15 Afternoon trip from Southport to Cockle Creek / Whale Sculpture / Fishers Point

At around 3pm the 4 of us set out for the 40 minute drive to Cockle Creek, eager to visit the most southerly point of Australia accessible by car – Cockle Creek. (In Southwest National Park).

Much of the drive is along a very bumpy dirt road but it is well worth a visit as the stunning beauty of the coastline and pristine white sandy beaches are breathtaking. There is a short walk to the Whale sculpture, a fitting monument to the many whales that have past this coastline over the years. The sculpture Stephen Walker calls it ‘A Celebration of The Southern Right Whale” – his words

‘Conception, birth and nurture

 far beyond our human scale

this three month calf

begins a Southern Ocean Journey

to feed, to play, to live a yearly cycle

begun five million years ago

This rhythm of leviathans

we witness now

as these tender tactile animals

return to our waters every year’

However the main walk we wished to experience was the Fishers Point walk, a 2 hour, predominately beach walk over the white sandy bays and there is also much scrambling over boulders and some soft deep seaweed heaps. This is such a special place and it seems that those who visit here feel this strongly, so much so that there seems to be a certain sense of camaraderie between the walkers probably brought on by the remoteness and beauty of this extreme southern part of Australia. This is what we experienced anyway as we exchanged words with all those we met.  A lone lady who was returning told us she had lost her favourite beaten up straw hat and should we find it could we please return it to the information office. We found the hat and handed it to a couple who were on also on their way back and asked if they wouldn’t mind returning the hat. Of course they said they were happy to do so. Some bays further on another couple saw Steve & I sitting on a log on the beach and enjoying the view and told us of what they had seen – the ruins of the old whaling settlement, the ancient beacon and how around 300 people had lived at Fishers Point all going in and out by boat, the reef we could see, not too far away and how it attracted the whales and drew them into the bay often then to be killed there by the whalers.  A young German guy keen to say hello – we told him to look out for Walter & Gill who had gone on to complete the walk together as Steve was having a few issues with his knee and I was a bit hesitant to continue as there were lots more rocks to scramble over. So we had decided to just sit there on a weathered beach log and take in the beauty and peacefulness. Walter & Gill told us later that he had indeed stopped them for a chat.

It was interesting that this place, the most southern part of Australia is closer to Antarctica than it is to Cairns. This is a special place that we will long remember.

The Whale Sculpture

Bull kelp (largest kelp species in the world)

First beautiful bay of Fishers Point walk

Shell tree - so this is where they come from

The bays Walter & Gill walked

A beautiful place to sit and wait

Special place