Back on the Cold Island

It’s been a lot of work catching up but we’re nearly there. I can’t believe it’s been 12 months since we bought Egg and how much the world has changed since. I’m writing this from the couch in my cosy house in Glenorchy Tasmania where we are hiding out from COVID-19 and doing our best to save up for our trip.

In October 2019 Matt and I visited Tassie to have a look at the houses we’d been building and I decided to do a couple of speedy job interviews. I’d had enough of Brisbane and two good opportunities presented themselves in the same time frame. Of course fate dropped one of the jobs in my lap and the lure of an increased household income of $30,000 tempted Matt away from his Brisbane life. Finally we were moving back home to Tasmania!

Since getting back we haven’t done very much to be honest. Matt lost his job thanks to the Rona and then Tasmania shut down until last week when we were finally allowed to travel around our beautiful state again. Yas! I knew that the first place I wanted to visit was either Hartz or Mt Field and we ended up deciding that Mt Field would be a better option as it was also in the same direction as the best potato cakes in the world. So we forked out the $123 for a two year Parks Pass ( and jumped in the car.

Because Tasmania is so small it only took us 27 minutes to reach The Agrarian Kitchen Eatery which turned out to be located in the notorious Willow Court Asylum, a place that I managed to successfully avoid in the 20 years I previously inhabited Hobart. Oh boy if you are even remotely inclined to spook I wouldn’t recommend this place. Matt and I spent an hour walking around it and then exploring the numerous rusting cars and a creepy closed antique shop . It really gave me the prickles, particularly the women’s building for some reason. If you like haunted buildings definitely check it out.

After working up an appetite by scaring myself silly we wandered over to the Bronte Building where the Agrarian Kitchen were running their takeaway set up, complete with the fire pits that should have been used at the cancelled Dark MoFo Festival. I’m a big foodie and I’d been hearing a lot of good things about the Sourdough Potato Cakes so we grabbed a serving of those ($12) a couple of hot drinks, and a plum jam roll ($8) to finish off. I’ll let the photos speak for themselves but I don’t think it is possible for a better potato cake to exist.

We got back in the car and kept heading west towards Mt Field National Park. We were both very keen for some snow and the forecast was looking good. On the road up to Lake Dobson I was a little bit concerned about how the car would handle the incredibly steep road as a front wheel drive with icy gravel but it went ok. As we climbed the temperature plummeted from 8 degrees to 0 by the time we got to the lake. It was no surprise that the lake was nearly frozen over, it was cold but unbelievably beautiful.

We were quite well prepared for the weather as it was (lightly snowing) but we didn’t have a space blanket, enough food or wet weather pants so we decided that the risk of becoming an idiot needing to be helicoptered off a mountain was too high to keep going.

On the way back down the hill we pulled over at two spots the first was just down the road from the lake. I’ve forgot the exact name but it was something like Patchwork Walk or Marshy Meander. It was beautiful whatever it was called with the snow falling around us in flurries coating the incredible variation of flora with icy drops that shone in the light.

The second walk we did was to Lady Barron Falls, which was a comparatively warm 6 degree stroll through the rainforest. I enjoyed stopping every couple of minutes to take a photo of the huge variety of fungi lining the track. It was quite muddy but I managed in my runners without too much grief. The tiered waterfall was flowing well and the viewing platform provided the perfect makeshift tripod for my camera. I took some nice photos and we made our way back to the car and out towards civilisation.

I have got to say with the exception of our van now being stuck 2000km away in Brisbane. It’s great to be home.


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