Tuesday 15 January 2019

Freycinet Peninsular


This morning we were woken up before day break by a passing dry lightning storm. It was one of many during the morning that had Harry very uneasy.



The family of Bennett's wallabies were still around close to the house in the early morning which gave us something to see while we were eating breakfast.


The early wake up meant that we were on the road early. Today was much less driving as we were back tracking south to the Freycinet Peninsular. We were away by 7.30 am which gave us the jump on the crowds despite the 40min head start having to travel down from Bicheno. The main aim of the day was to do the short but steep hike up to the Wineglass Bay lookout and maybe descend down to the beach in the bay.


It all started pretty well with the car park near empty and everyone enthusiastic about the climb. A short way into the ascent we were able to stop to look back over Coles bay and the mainland. The skies looked to be clearing so we pressed on with Harry leading the way.





Unfortunately, one of the many dry lightning storms blew across from the mainland and scared the life out of Harry. He managed to find a rock to hide under for a while.


We pressed on to the summit with lightning occasionally striking the peaks above us. Harry was terrified. Then the rain started forcing us to find shelter for 5 minutes until it had passed.



We took our obligatory shots from the lookout but didn't stay long because Harry wanted to go back to the car where he wouldn't be scared anymore. Sadly, the photos weren't exactly postcard worthy. Unfortunately it took the gloss off what should have been a highlight of the east coast.

Wineglass Bay.
 


We descended back down to the car park much to Harry's pleasure. Ironically, by the time we were back at the car, the weather had cleared. Oh well. We weren't about to hike back up to the lookout so we moved on to Cape Tourville.

Cape Tourville
 

There is a short loop track that circles the Lighthouse at Cape Tourville. The views from the track are stunning with a fraction of the effort of the Wineglass Bay climb. In fact, from the cape you can look back into Wineglass Bay and the peninsulas that encompass it (above). The cape cliffs dive into the ocean and seem to keep going into the abyss.



Cape Tourville was the first place that we saw the red growth on the rocks that are characteristic of the northern part of the east coast. We also saw a number of jagged rocky islands scattered near the cape.


Needless to say, Harry was far more impressed with Cape Tourville than Wineglass Bay & he wasn't the only one.

Friendly Beaches
 

We made one stop on the return to Bicheno at Friendly Beaches. We pottered around the rock pools and marveled at the extensive stretches of powdery white sandy beach.
 

Sea Hare
 
We had our lunch overlooking the beach and watched the sea fog engulf the peninsular. The beach suddenly didn't feel so friendly anymore, but it was an integuing phenomonen.


We were back in Bicheno by mid afternoon, where the fog had also claimed the ocean views. 


Aspley River Waterhole


We set off for the Aspley River Waterhole, a short, off-road drive from our house on the hill. It is a pristine clear water pool which was quite cold despite the summer temperatures. Harry was very brave and swam right across to the far side of the lake.



We were happily enjoying the cool water before a helicopter started buzzing overhead. As it tuened out, it was part of the fire fighting group and we had to leave because of a blaze in the neighbouring valley.

Superb Fairy Wrens.



Back at our base camp, Harry & I went around the gardens photographing the resident fairy wrens. They were busy flitting around chatting & catching bugs.


One of the males was especially proud of himself having caught himself a juicy march fly! The fairy wrens became our best friends from now on because the march flies had already made themselves very unpopular.


As dusk approached, the Bennett's wallabies started to reappear from the forest. They didn't seem too concerned by our presence.