Looking out of the rear window from the bed it was vivid blue skies – looking out the front window was dark grey clouds. Luckily we wanted to head south, which happened to be the direction of the blue skies…
We jumped in the rental car and started on our way for Port Arthur, the historic convict site (among other things). We’d travelled less than two kilometres when I saw a giant hardware store so decided to try my luck there with fixtures to make a quick fix to the car so we can get out of the caravan park and get back on the road in our van. I found something that I could make use of, and while I have no doubt that it will be durable enough for a few days, it is certainly in the realm of ‘Ghetto Engineering’. We had a 5/8” (19mm) x 5/8” x 10mm fitting originally. I tried replacing it with a 19mm x 19mm x 13mm irrigation t-piece, but it was ever so slightly too large. That was yesterday. Today I knew the original piece’s dimensions. Armed with this information I looked for a 19mm x 19mm x 10mm t-piece and to my surprise 19mm, 13mm and 10mm are common sizes with irrigation plumbing. Sadly, there were no exact matches. I had to make do with the 19x19x13 and use another reducer to drop the 13mm hosing to 10mm. Luckily I had some garden hose that I bought to plumb the water tank on the roof to the heat exchanger, back when I was planning on showering that way, rather than paying a few dollars at a truck stop… While I had it apart I took the opportunity to flush out the heater matrix to see if that was the cause of our lack of heating. I borrowed a hose and did my best to soak myself with it while trying to flush out the heater. After a few minutes of just getting wet, a slow trickle of brown sludge started to ooze out of the other end of the heater pipe. It was a long process alternating between pushing water up either side of the pipes and blowing air (using my lungs) and eventually the water coming out the other side was the same as the water going in. It was lucky that the weather this morning was so fantastic – I was working in boardshorts and a t-shirt nearly dry by the time I’d finished flushing the heater. The ghetto t-piece was installed, the coolant was topped up and bled, and (after returning the rental car) we were on our way south, with a very cautious eye on our digital temperature monitor.
Risa’s main interest in Tasmania is seafood, so I let her grab a dozen shucked fresh Barilla Bay oysters ($11.90). Happy wife, happy life… Tasty, but I’m not a massive seafood fan, so I couldn’t really tell you the difference between these ones and any others that I’ve had in the past.
Heading down the Tasman Peninsula there are a few attractions in close proximity. The first was the Tessellated Pavement, which if you didn’t know better looks just like a pavement (it’s actually rock that has undergone cracking and erosion to form shapes that look like tiles/bricks). It was high tide so a lot of it was under water, but I’d say even so it’s a bit of a B-grade attraction.
They did have a food van selling fresh (though, crumbed and deep fried) seafood, so once again we ate. Risa got a platter with scallops, squid, fish and chips. I got a rabbit pie, which had amazing pastry and tender meat, however I think plain beef would probably be tastier and cheaper (but less adventurous). Oh, and if you’re wondering about the name of the shop, Doo-licious, the town is called Doo Town, and all the buildings/houses have Doo in their names, ‘Love Me Doo’, ‘Thistle Doo’, ‘Doo F@$k All’ etc.
Speaking of weather (we weren’t, but I will), the weather report I read in the morning mentioned afternoon hail. Sure enough, as we were sitting in our car eating a second lunch (in reality it was a slightly early dinner) it was hailing little chunks of, well, hail. They were only 2-3mm in diameter, so not like the hail we get in southeast Queensland, but still, it was hailing! Weirdly, it was actually sunny with blue-ish skies above us. Weirder still, it was predicted this morning!
We’d been let down two out of two with the attractions that we’d stopped at, so went to the next one, Tasman Arch, with low expectations. Now this thing was freaking HUGE! Strangely there were no signs explaining how high it was, only on the process of how it was formed (a cave whose roof collapsed). It was still alternating between hail and wind, so we didn’t spend much time outside, especially now that we have a car with a working heater! Devil’s Kitchen was similarly impressive with cliffs that would have to be well over 100m and nearly sheer. Visibility was a little limited, so photos don’t do it justice. We were finally impressed!
There was a short (1.7km) walk to another bay with sheer cliffs, but it was getting late (5PM) and cold so we took a rather long detour in our car instead to get to Waterfall Bay. The cliffs here would have towered over the ones by the Twelve Apostles in Victoria. Again, no signs to give any information, but using the giant trees (20-30m) as a judge, I’d have to estimate 150m.
We weren’t far from Port Arthur, so we continued on in the hope of being able to join a Ghost Tour, but sadly all the sessions were booked for tonight. So, feeling rejected, we drove to Remarkable Cave, which is further south, and set up camp for the night. The wind is still howling and there is still sporadic hail/sleet. I was hoping to one day see a sunset in Tasmania. I have nine chances left…
１５３日目 １０月 １３日（日） シーフード三昧
その後は、タスマン岬エリアを散策。 まずは、Tessellated Pavement というモザイク舗装？というよく分からない場所へ行ってみる事に。
お次ぎは、blowhallという岩に穴が空き、海のしぶきが、じゃばーんと豪快に見える場所でへ行ってみるもかなり小さくこれもちょっとガッカリ。 でもここにテイクアウェイのシーフードショプがあったので、私は、ホタテとイカリングとお魚のフライセット＄１５、ロスはウサギのパイを頂きました。 これもうまうまー。 タスマニアは、シーフードが新鮮で安くて北海道みたい。
ポートアーサーに到着したのは５時頃。 有名な夜のゴーストツアーに参加したかったけど、すでに今晩は満員。。。残念。 だけど美味しいものもいっぱい食べれたよい1日でした。