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The Cataract Gorge at Launceston is an area that was developed in the 1890s and is a premier recreation area. We took a chairlift across the 'lake', then walked back over the suspension bridge. You can also walk all the way from town (1.5 km) along the side of a cliff.
We wanted to drive down the east coast but the only way to get there was via a very boring 2-3 hour drive along a windy, narrow, forested road. About 1/2 way was a lavender farm, 100s of acres.
It made its way safely across but judging by the roadkill a lot of wildlife is lost.
We ended up in a small (very small) coastal town called Scamander. Not much to say about it but when we woke up the next morning it was pouring rain and the prospects for the day seemed dreary. About an hour down the road (beautiful coastline) we stopped at an animal sanctuary just as the sun came out.
The Tasmanian devils were being fed and they Don't. Like. To. Share. (See video!)
We got to see a baby wombat ...
Ross also got photobombed by a kangaroo (or is it a wallaby?).
By the end of the day we were in another small town, Triabunna. The day may have started out a bit damp and dreary but it ended on a good note as we were having our dinner.
My friend Carol's grandson was born in Tasmania when her son lived/work there for KPMG.
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