In Tasmania you will probably have varied weather with one day of clouds and rain, but the next day could be filled with perfect sunshine. Here are some photos to show the variety.
First you have the view from Mount Wellington, close to Hobart, on a cloudy, rainy day.
Below is the view from the uppermost top of Mount Wellington on a cloudy, foggy, rainy day. But the fog is probably there most of the time anyway.
Here we are up in the mountainous area of Cradle Mountain. Almost like in the northern parts of Sweden, but I never found any cloudberries like you could in Sweden.
Here I am playing hide and seek when out for the Enchanted Walk – Cradle Mountain National Park. A mossy old lady between mossy old trees.
We walked there in the evening too. That’s when we saw wombats out on their evening strolls. This is also where the cute and original platypus may live, but we never saw them. Maybe next time. This photo looks like the perfect setting for a saga about trolls.
In the National Park of Cradle Mountain – Lake St Clair, you will find flowering plants of the more alpine kind. Here you have some of them. A Tasmanian Grevillea on the top left, and some kind of Christmas Bells on the low right. Don’t know the exact names and have no idea about the the others yet.
On cloudy, foggy, rainy days, the roads may look like this. We didn’t mind. It just reminded us what we had “fled from” a long time ago. This photo looks like Sweden in the darker, colder months.
Here’s something which doesn’t know what it wants. Sunshine? Or clouds and rain?
Another cloudy, foggy, rainy day, but still interesting and full of adventure.
Here’s time for lunch on another sunny, wonderful day in the north. Lars setting the table. We had just been to a bakery where they sold a lot of little goodies.
When it’s half sunny in Tasmania, the colours turn on a magnificent display. In the north, I even found the red dirt, which makes for colourful pictures.
Wow! The stripes of reddish brown, yellowish green and apple green together with the dark green and the bluish grey sky. Isn’t this slope beautiful and just like something woven? I want to buy it, but can’t afford it.
When we arrived in Australia 40 years ago, people told us about forests in Tasmania where it’s possible to walk on top of trees. It seemed incredible at the time. Those trees were supposed to be in the windswept south, but these tightly growing ones in the north seemed ideal to take a walk on too. No, we didn’t try.
Wherever we went, we found birch trees. In every city or town, people have planted them in their gardens, in parks and on street verges. This property had long rows of birch trees on both sides of their driveway.
More birch trees! As I said, they’re everywhere and remind us a lot about Sweden.
“Time for another coffee,” said Lars. Had to be the instant kind. No Latte or Cappuccino in the bush. But plenty in the towns and cities. Luckily!
No more for now. See you later!