We met some lovely people while we were there including Esme and Ushi, who were an inspiration, in their seventies and touring the country in a little van! They had a sliding door problem and announced they were going to cook us dinner (and then Tim could look at their door). We had a beautiful meal and luckily Tim fixed their door.
We were very excited to go to the End of the World – the mouth of the Arthur River – and wow what an inhospitable place. The wind was lashing and the seas were huge, coming either from Antarctica or Patagonia. Dark tannin coloured water flowing out the mouth of the Arthur River churns with the sea and massive piles of logs are washed up on the rocks and sand after their journey down the river. A truly treacherous piece of coastline. The brochure stated it was the most westerly point of Tasmania (almost!), we wondered if that meant we went to the End of the World (Almost!).
We visited a place called Dismal Swamp and we weren't really sure of what to expect. We had to slide down a huge slippery dip into the rainforest floor, it was very cool! The forest was beautiful and made all the more interesting with sculptures and surprises around every corner, we especially liked the tree fern people.
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