You know, my attempts at rock climbing just never seem to pan out right. And not in the way that plans always turn out slightly different than expected, but in the I though I’d spend all day rock climbing for four days only to climb 3 routes Friday and 2 routes Saturday. And that’s it.
I hope one day I’ll get to actually do some decent climbing.
I mean, the climbing I did was fun. It’s just we spent 3 hours driving to the crag (Hillwood) on Saturday and after just two routes it started to rain on us. Not pouring, mind you, just a little sprinkle. But enough that we called it. And then Greg didn’t want to camp in the rain, so instead of staying in the same area as the crag we drove all the way back to Hobart. 3 hours.
Well I was pretty frustrated. And I decided to just scrap the weekend plans of climbing. I stayed at a hostel Saturday night instead.
Which was fantastic! I met a couple girls from China and we headed out to Port Arthur on Sunday.
We stopped at a beach along the way- these girls were so fun!
My time in Hong Kong turned me into such a beach girl. I can’t get enough of that blue water!
Fascinating place. It was developed as a penal colony in the 1800s. The prison system at the time would send the repeat offenders from the prisons in Australia to Port Arthur. So that means the inmates had already done enough crime back in England to get sent to the colonies and then continued to cause trouble. Port Arthur is a peninsula with a very thin stretch of land connecting to the rest of the island, so there wasn’t much that needed to be guarded to prevent escape. No one ever escaped from Port Arthur. They also implemented training and education programs, so a lot of inmates left with job skills and built successful lives. However, Port Arthur also did some crazy isolation stuff that was really messed up, but the education program was on the right track.
They originally built just one church on the settlement. So all religions could be acknowledged, the building was never consecrated. After the prison was closed, some fires came through and destroyed the place. Now just the brick walls are left. It’s still pretty magnificent.
Some of you may recognize the name Port Arthur from the massacre in 1996. 35 people died and another 23 were wounded. I expected to see a lot of plaques and memorials remembering the event. And yet I saw nothing. The visitor guide mentioned there was one memorial, but we never found it. And during our tour the whole event was never mentioned.
I was messaging Daniel about how strange I found this and he responded “We tend not to have massive memorials out here. I guess every day with our gun laws we acknowledge them.”
Wouldn’t it be great if the US could figure that out? Because Australia hasn’t had a mass shooting since Port Arthur.
Anywho, Monday I mostly chilled and watched tv. I know, I know, how could I spend a morning sleeping in and watching Jane the Virgin when I could be out exploring Tasmania? Well, one I couldn’t figure out a good plan for the day, and two I kinda needed a day to just chill. SO I took it 🙂
Majid and I headed out in the evening in search of luminescent organisms in the water. We drove out to Opossum Bay, found a place to park, and had dinner on the beach.
I want to live in this house. Or, a house painted this color blue ^_^
Sunsets, man. Sunsets
The sun went down beautifully, as it always does, and we walked along the edge of the water looking for glowy things. And, would you know what, we found ’em 🙂
It looked as if the stars had decided to go for a swim in the bay. Or like someone had sprinkled diamonds in the water. We rolled up our pants and started walking in the water. The flashes of light stuck to our legs and every step was followed by a stream of glowing water. I had a blast jumping in the water, watching the sparkles.
We eventually headed to Goat Bach to spend the night at. Unlike Opossom Bay with it’s calming lapping waters, this beach had no land protecting it from the full strength of the ocean. Large waves crashed onto the shore. And sometimes the white foam glowed. I was stunned. And, of course, the stars were out in full force, the Milky Way showing off. An absolutely beautiful night 🙂
I don’t have any pictures of the luminescence or the stars because my camera just isn’t good enough
Today (Tuesday), began with watching the sunrise.
How amazing is that pink????
Majid and I headed back to Hobart pretty early so I could meet up with Jimmy and Patrick, two guys I met climbing last Friday. We drove to Hartz Mountains National Park and climbed Hartz Peak. The views from the top are amazing.
Or so I’m told ^_^ It was a biiiiiit cloudy at the top…
Jack, I’m flying! (but actually the wind was super strong and right after I took this picture Pat almost fell)
Pat, myself, and Jimmy! Happy to have hiked to the top 🙂
But it was a gorgeous hike. I loved the colors of the flora, the lichen and mos growing the rocks, the green tint to the water in the lakes… It was all beautiful.
A lot of the trail was actually these wooden boardwalks. Leave No Trace means different things in different places and this was a great solution for this area!
The three of us had a great time hiking and chatting. Good guys, these two!
We ate a lot of chocolate to, uh, keep warm. Cause it was cold. So chocolate
Thanks for reading ❤