….or as our guide appears to say, it’s a “fairy day”. Before we got our ears attuned I kept thinking what are fairy days are. So I can now say I’m away with the ferries.
Expectations of a Caledonian MacBayne were quickly dashed by a couple of things. How long a crossing : 11 hours or so. The boat size: it takes 400 cars, 1400 passengers. My only request is a smooth crossing across the Bass Straight. So far….
Tasmania is an Australian state, 1of 6, population approaching 600k, from 1901. We get to Devonport (27000) then cycle to Launceston (150000) tomorrow. As Tasmania is vast we can thus expect lots of nothingness in between overnight stops.
Its weather is renouned as wet and hilly, twinned with Wales so all will be good. We spend 12 Cycling days here.
A reminder of cash. The till is cashless and as we now out of signal range the shop is shut. So far on the entire trip we’ve not used coins or notes at all, apart from getting a few coins in case a laundry machine needed them. As the sink has sufficed, we’ve still got the coins.
Travelling reflections 