Well, Hello Tasmania!

Quite a while back, I finished up Jul, Linden, and my tour of the South Coast of Australia in Touring Melbourne. The next part of our journey was to Tasmania. We got a flight out of Melbourne into Launceston, where we had a hire car waiting for us.

Leaving Melbourn, Victoria, and flying across the Bass Strait.

30 minutes later (roughly), well, hello Tasmania!

Just another airplane picture.

On our drive to Bridport (on the north east side of Tas.) we stopped on a hilltop to see the view. This was pointing out all the peaks you were supposed to be able to see.

It was not a super clear day, as you can see.

Modeling our hire car, which was the smallest one yet for this trip.

A cute little farm along the way.

And a burning field as well!

We sat and watched this event for a while, as Linden mulled over how that would never be allowed in the States.

In Bridport, we stayed in a slightly dodgy hostel that we were pretty sure some people resided there permanently. On the way out the next morning, we stopped at a marina and talked to an old man working on his boat. He was quite chatty and told us a lot of stuff about the area, if I remember right.

We did learn that they build boats here; BIG boats.

Oddly enough, there wasn't that much water around, and I don't quite remember how they got the big boats out to big waters.

A mountain in Tasmania.

This is Little Blue Lake, the Lake with the Tin Mine Blues, located along Gladstone Road (B82) in South Mount Cameron, Tasmania. 

If I remember correctly, it was not safe to swim or do anything in this lake because it is contaminated with toxic heavy metals as a result of tin mining.  

If my research was correct, Little Blue Lake was an alluvial tin mine. When the miners left a tin mine, the pit was filled with water to become a recreational spot.

And just a littler farther down the road, we were welcomed to the Break O' Day!