First Cold day

Well I suppose we can't complain but today has dawned with misty rain and it is COLD!, well at least by our standards although there are still some mad southerners walking around in shirt sleeves.

Yesterday we broke camp early at Gordon and took the coast road to Cygnet which surprise, surprise is named after the black swans in the area. We stopped in Cygnet to attend to the necessary motorhome chores and do a bit of shopping and it is funny to see the same motorhomes hitting the same town as you are in. I guess we are all doing the same round trip of the Island. We turned off the main highway at Cygnet and headed for Wattle Grove, nobody told us it was a bitumen goat track we had to climb over the hill to get to Wattle Grove but the view was worth a million bucks over Port Houn on the Huon River. Our friends Bryan and Trica had bought a derelict house about seven years ago on a desolate piece a land and tuned it into a magnificent home with gardens and fruit trees everywhere and even a level parking spot for visiting motorhomes.

We hadn't see them for fifteen years but it was just like yesterday when we met again and many hours were spent going over old times. We rolled into bed at some ungodly hour this morning and needles to say we were a little later hitting the road this morning. The drive along the Huon River from Wattle Grove to Huonville was a pleasent distraction with the chilly condition and the sneaky wind the south pole has thrown at us today.

We bumped into Allan and Maureen in Huonville and they were camped a few K south at Franklin so we decided to join them there and snuggle up under the doona.

Tomorrow we are off to Geeverston and the Tahuna Airwalk, sure hope the weather improves but that can happen from hour to hour down here.