Cradle Mountain Joy

January 15, 2008

What a breathtaking experience! Cradle Mountain is jaw-droppingly beautiful; i’m so glad i went there. And very happy that i wound up with a flat tyre at the very summit (no, the carpark really) meaning that i had to stay overnight and get more walking joy in the morning.


The walk around the lake was strenuous enough for me, with my flat-tyre-style ankle (mild recurring sprain); interesting how the whole thing has been made into a boardwalk, so that plants can continue to grow underfoot. Maybe one day i’ll do the five day overland trip.

Driving down the next day was unnerving, as i was driving my wonderful sister’s car with one of those strange ‘space-saving’ pretend tyres instead of the real thing. “Don’t go over seventy,” i was warned.

Ended up going through Sheffield (the Mural Town) to Devonport – one hundred km to find a replacement tyre. And no phone reception anywhere until just outside the Ferry City.


So it turned out that Fiona was giving birth to Son Number Two in Halifax just as i was walking through the fields of joy. Yay for Fiona, Paul, Sasha and the New Thing. That Sociology Lecturer, she is a Legend!

Love youse all for reading,
michael

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  2. Hi Michael,

    Sounds like you had a great Tassie time. Eat any scallop pies? Tim and I went for a big walk one morning on one of those boardwalks at the Hertz mountains. I remember it felt good to be treading so lightly above the ground.

    Sam

    By Cool With No Friends on Feb 2, 2008

  3. Hello Sam you lovely treasure.

    Yes i had a wonderful time on the Tassie-shaped island. and i liked the boardwalks too; you feel like the tiny plantworld can survive under your feet.

    mmm, i had a couple of scallop pies. And got the yellow creamie stuff all over my face. Eeeewww.

    What’s all the fuss about with those pies? Messy, expensive things.

    Ok, delicious.

    mic

    By michael chalk on Feb 7, 2008

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