Friday, 27 February 2015

Sun, 15th Feb, 2015 Trial Harbour


Slept well with the relaxing sound of the waves. The other two vans have left so Leanne & Rick moved across to the front. The wind has come up though but it is a lovely summer day of 30 degrees.

The wind is whipping up the waves. Look awesome. A few more guys have driven in to check out the surf.


Rick went down to have a fish and managed to get one. It is a type of parrot that they use for crayfish pot bait.

While he climbed back up to get some pliers (it swallowed the hook), I zoomed in and it flipped over for a better photo.

Unfortunately while he was bringing it in the tip of his rod broke.

Lots of kelp floating about, the waves were spectacular looking further down the coast of Ocean Beach.

Someone was out diving for crays or abalone.


A gust blew Rick’s hat off into the sea. I was amazed it floated for so long.


We were sitting up beside Leanne’s van looking over the sea. The march flies are just as bad here but we found they like the white bowl with some dishwashing water in it.

Steve went up to get his rod and a lure as the waves were slowly bringing it closer to shore.

A surfer having a go.


Unfortunately a wave flipped over the hat and then the waves took it back out to see and then we lost sight of it. Rick was devastated!! Steve found a spare bucket hat of his to keep Rick’s shiny head protected from the harsh Tassie sun.

Steve went for a drive back up the hill to try and find one of the mines, and gold!!! We headed down to the museum. Rick made a deposit to the RFDS as we went in.

They have picked up lots of broken plates, bottles etc from the old mine sites etc.



A great old wine decanter.

The wind is a lot stronger here, hope the vans are ok. Plenty of room around our vans now.

Lots of rocks etc to check out. Would love a piece of this rock.

A male Spiny Pipehorse.

Info about Trial Harbour from one of the old newspapers.

And the Zig Zag track.


Great collection of bottles etc.


On top of the mountain near our camp is a pile of rocks called Pulpit Rock.

An almost full mandibles from a stranded Sperm Whale.

Crocoite – Tasmanian’s mineral emblem.


A good specimen of a tea tree.

A whale bone totem pole.

Zoomed in on the Pulpit Rock – don’t think we will do the walk up!!


Interesting old chainsaw – maybe run by hydraulics.

Steve arrived back – no mine or gold. The bridge was out and the road was very rough. We went for a walk along the beach but the wind from the land was whipping up the sand we were getting sandblasted.

Some more old whale bones near the boat ramp.

Steve found me a lovely abalone shell.

I had found this shell and poor little crabby on the beach.

As it was such a warm day Steve decided to be brave and have a dip in the creek. I stood up the top for a photo of the moment – that’s as long as he would be in the water!!! It was freezing.



Well he lasted longer than I thought he would. He said it was twice as cold as Millaa Millaa Falls!!

The top part of creek.

The path continues along through the low scrub. Leanne and I did a bit of it but it got too scratchy on our legs as we had shorts on for a change.

I wanted to cook in the bush cooker so Steve got a fire going in the big pit provided. Unfortunately the wind decided it wanted to blow harder but we got it cooked.

The clouds are low again.  So happy I got those great sunset photos yesterday. A ray shooting through.

Had fun trying to get shots of the waves being whipped up.


 A hole in the clouds lets the sun shine through. Turned out to be a spectacular sunset. Was able to zoom in to get the shots as the sun set over the horizon.  Took heaps of photos but will only put a few in the Blog.




 But when I pulled back there was still a lot of colour for a while.

Then it started to rain in the distance.


Had a visit last night from a pademelon so put out my vegie scraps and Steve’s mouldy bread for him to follow.

Smart chap followed the trail.





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