Day Number ?? - I can't remember and who cares

Well it has been a few days since I brought my blog up to date. I is amazing how you loose track of time and can't remember what day of the week it is - I think this is Wednesday but it doesn't really matter..

A couple of days ago we went up to the Tahune AirWalk from Geeveston and it was a lovely cool sunny day but as usual the clouds came over but no rain fortunately. Wendy took a deep breath and walked the air-walk with me and I really think she enjoyed the the walk. When it came to walking out of the cantilever at the end of the walk the wind was chilling and blowing hard so she declined that, as did a lot of other people. Me being a hero LOL made it to the end but it is a funny feeling being 48 meters above the Huon River and swaying in the breeze. I did have a look at the kite flight across the river but decided that flying on a wire is not my idea of fun and decide to save my money for "real" flying. The site is really worth the trip out and back and I enjoyed the bush walking and information available. There must have been some really BIG trees in the early days as the ones that remain are indeed impressive.

After having lunch at Tahune we decided to retreat to Franklin for the night just in case we were in for another freezing night, which didn't eventuate. From there we parted company with Allan and Maureen as we had business to attend to in Huonville and Hobart before heading for Richmond to explore this historic town. It was a great little interesting town and has the best custard slices to kill for, as well as the oldest bridge in Australia. We had decided to camp just up the road at Flower Mill Park at Campania. Here we met a lady from Warwick Qld who on the first day of their holiday had the misfortune to fall out of their slide-on and break her arm in three places. They hadn't heard of the CMCA but I'm sure they will be members shortly as we left them a membership form.

Moving on from Campania we went to Port Arthur and did all the things one does at Port Arthur. I'm sure our legs will be a foot shorter after all this walking but hopefully the waist line will be a bit slimmer also. We were all shocked to learn detail of the barbaric mature of this early convict settlement/prison. It is also very sobering to be on the scene of the 1996 massacre and you can't help but feel for those people involved.

Leaving Port Arthur ( which by the way is another thing named after me??) we took the slow road to Sorell and haven't made it yet. Tonight we will be camped at Lime Bay, a pretty spot but they shore know how to charge in these State Forests without providing much in the way of facilities.

Tomorrow who knows but we will explore the area and make our way up the east coast.