Today I left the River House with much regrets (I was so comfortable there) and it was time to get on the road once again. When I was initially planning this holiday to the extent of what I wanted to see influencing where I booked accomodation I decided I could skip seeing the Bay of Fire.
I've decided that I can't skip it so today I drove up to see the bottom beach (didn't have time to go up the top as it was over gravel roads which always slow me down) and then down south again to Swansea for the night. There was a lot of driving involved, but I did fit in some other stuff as well (even if it was the type of sightseeing I hate the most - that of the stop, click and go variety..no real depth)
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My first stop was the pottery studio I located yesterday. They have some gorgeous stuff but as they only take cash (or personal cheque) I was only able to buy one thing (I'm going to see if I can swing back that way later in the trip though).
It's an absolutely gorgeous shallow serving bowl in Slytherin colours!!
....later...
I suppose it was inevitable. As soon as I wrote the above it was as if I just
had to unwrap my bowl to see if it was as pretty as I remember.
See... I love it!
...back to the day itself...
I stopped off at Lilydale quickly to pick up some supplies (and some cash) but didn't really linger as I wanted to get going and specifically get to Scottsdale where there was a large Tourist Information Centre.
It had occured to me that I could well be driving past a lot of interesting stuff which I didn't even realise existed so seeing that's what they're good at, to the Tourist information I headed.
The Scottsdale Tourist Information Centre is actually part of a Forest EcoCentre so I had a bit of fun poking around there as well. Mainly just looking at some interesting information about the types of trees around (and about forest management)
I had a chat to one of the Ladies and she recommended a few places where I could do a quick stop over (as well as some walks which would have been
really good if I'd had more time)
The first was at Legerwood where the locals planted some memorial trees for WW1 veterans but they needed to be taken down (I wasn't told why and there was nothing on the plaques) - ?if they'd become a danger. Anyway, the locals had chainsaw carved them as a memorial instead so the trees were there in a different form. They were definitely interesting.
I was going to call into Derby next but couldn't get through town as the Targa was going through there and the road was closed (this was only one of two times I encounted them during my Tasmania trip - both today, and both of them turned out advantageous)
There was a designated detour and the scenery was
simply beautiful. I would have completely missed it if I hadn't been forced to take an alternate route which would have been a shame.
My next 'planned detour' was slightly longer (and down a dirt track...my car really wasn't happy about it but she pulled through magnificently). The reason I wanted to visit Derby was that it was here where Tin used to be mined (and possibly still could be, I don't really know as I didn't 'get the tour'). Up in the mountains there's a lake which is a blue-green colour due to the tin mining and I thought it'd be fun to see. The water was a
definitely different colour to that down in the valley.
Soon afterwards there was a lookout just off the highway which gave a really worthwhile view. I stopped for a bite of lunch there and it tasted so good.
Then it was down the mountain, across the valley and I was just about to head up over the next pass when I came across a sign advising that the road was closed for another 25 minutes due to Targa going through. I was right near Pyengana which I had been going to skip as the main attraction was a cheese factory which I've been to a few variations of by now.
It turned out to be really sweet though. I had a devonshire tea and sat out the back looking at the cow sheds (yes, they had cow sheds out the back...see). Gorgeous outlook as well.
Then it was straight through to St Helens feeling rather pleased with myself. I picked up a hot-cross bun (not good at all, must remember not to buy from them again) and then it was up north (just a touch) to Binalong Bay.
Binalong Bay is the southmost tip of the
'Bay of Fires' which I would have
loved to have had the time to see all of, but due to the inelasticity of time I just couldn't get in. What I did see in my short (45 mins) vist was spectacular. There was a lot of ooh and ahh believe me.
Then it was straight back in the car and down the coast to Swansea. I didn't do any more detours as I hadn't managed to find the Tourist Info at St Helens (and I was truthfully also feeling the time pressure)
Then to just check in to my motel (which I didn't particularly like - still The River House was so good practically
anything else would suffer in comparison)
Here's the usual link to the complete set of photos relating to today.