Leaving Strahan after an action packed couple of days, we headed along the winding highway through the forest towards Queenstown. The historic mining town, once the world’s richest, was still sleeping as we drove through the main street and began the climb into the hills beyond.
The dense green forest soon gave way to a more barren landscape, comprising bare brown land and grey rocky cliffs.
Iron Blow Lookout was our next stop. The cantilevered lookout stretched out into the air above a former open cut mine, once buzzing with workers and machinery, now a deep green lake.
All around, the earth was sliced open and scarred, but there was small sections of green regrowth amongst the rubble.
We moved on to more natural surroundings, by stopping at Nelson Falls. The 20 minute walk is one of the 60 Great Short Walks in Tasmania and we took great delight in ticking off quite a few of these walks on our roadtrip.
Further along, we drove through beautiful countryside, where kangaroos are tough enough to lift tourist cars with their bare hands. 😆
Lake St Clair was our lunch stop, where we took a (Great Short)walk around the lake, imagined hiking the Overland track and crossed paths with a tiger snake.
Tarraleah was our next stop on the highway. Once a thriving town, built to accommodate the workers of the Hydro Electric plant, it’s now a fascinating little village of quirky, pastel coloured Art Deco cottages, reminiscent of the 1930’s. Privately owned, it is accessible by booking accommodation there.
I loved it. I want to live there. With this guy in my front yard.
The long and winding road continued to Hobart, where we were greeted with a lovely welcome pack at the Graham Apartments. The perfect start to our Hobart stay.