Over a century ago, a ship sailed into Hobart harbour. Roald Amundsen, walked up Elizabeth Street to the General Post Office and sent a telegram to the King of Norway, announcing the success of the first expedition to reach the South Pole.
Hobart has had a close association with the Antarctic ever since and this weekend, hosted the Australian Antarctic Festival, sharing information about the great southern continent and ongoing research.
Marine research ship “Investigator” was open to the public.
So was the Australian Ice Breaker ship “Aurora Australis”. It was fascinating to tour both ships, hear about their work, talk to crew and scientists who have sailed to Antarctic and lived on the ice for months at a time.Hobart is their home port and we regularly see both ships sailing in and out.
There was a photo exhibition, penguins and huskies. I loved the cut out penguins decorated by 8,000 school kids across the country.
It’s the end of another month. July has been a month of celebration…. Our 30th wedding anniversary, a mini break, a new job. We decorated our drift wood tree and wine was consumed.
I have lots to learn in the Aged Care organisation where I now work , including how to drive this rather scary photo copier machine! The office is in a good location near Kangaroo Bay.
On weekends I’ve relaxed by walking on the beach and balancing pebbles.
It’s been a mix of mild sunny days yet with snow on the mountain. There are flowers in bloom.
Tasmania loves any excuse for a public winter bonfire. The annual “Festival of Voices” concluded with “The Big Sing”, an outdoor stage, various choirs, singers, everyone joining in. All keeping warm near two huge bonfires.
The Mid-Winter Festival also involved bonfires, local food and wine, cider, wassailing the apple orchards, Morris dancing.
As life settles down, I hope to have more time for blogging, to post and to read other people’s posts. This is my contribution to Su’s Changing Seasons.
Last December we had the privilege to see all of the Round the World Yacht Race competitors in Hobart.
This weekend the race was won by “Visit Sanya” when the yachts arrived back in Liverpool, UK, after eleven months at sea. “Visit Seattle” came in second place.
History has been made, as both these boats were skippered by women. Australian, Wendy Tuck, aged 53, became the first women to win any round the world yacht race. British skipper, Nikki Henderson, aged 25, took second place.
Congratulations to both women and all the teams involved.
The yachts leaving Hobart.
5am alarm for lunar eclipse. Totality was obscured by cloud so I didn’t see the blood moon, but I took these photos from our balcony.
Hobart is nestled between the foothills of Mount Wellington and the River Derwent. I took these photos this morning on my way to work, with hints of snow on the mountain.
I love this view on the way into the city from the airport, a visitors first view or our mountain.
Five years ago we visited Tasmania for the first time. This is a view from the top of Mount Wellington. We planned a gap year and three years on, we are still living the dream.
As well as Wineglass Bay, there are other gems in Freycinet. Beautiful coves and beaches such as Honeymoon Bay.
Bush walks amongst pink granite bolders.
The Lighthouse at Cape Tourville.
After such a rugged coastline, you can understand why the early explorers named this area, Friendly Beaches.
There are interesting signs now, that we wouldn’t have dreamt about a few years ago.
Wineglass Bay is a beautiful, secluded bay on Tasmania’s East Coast, within Freycinet National Park.
There is a walking track up to this lookout point, which meanders down to the bay itself.
Last week we joined a Wineglass Bay Cruise to explore the coast and enjoy a ploughman’s lunch while anchored within the bay. The winter weather was glorious and we were fortunate to see local wildlife.
Dolphins played alongside the boat.
Seals relaxed on the rocks.
Southern right whales showed themselves as they migrate north.
The bay itself was glorious, blue sky, white sand, turquoise waters, golden rocks, green trees.
A perfect day in a perfect place.
I haven’t written much, or taken many photos. We’ve been too busy, out and about with visitors, experiencing the winter festival that is “Dark Mofo”, exploring out city as Hobart “paints the town red”. We’ve had sunny days, foggy days.
I’m reliving the month now, as I check our bank account, remembering concerts, meals out, ferry trip, cafes, wearing my new pj’s.
Out driftwood tree had a Dark Mofo theme this month.