Left Smithton at 8:30 and drove to Stanley.



Visited Highfield Historic Site where we were entertained by the caretaker who was a font about everything – weather to the best drives to a deep knowledge about the European settlement of this part of Tasmania (I can still picture him running outside the big window in his haste to turn off the hose so he could rejoin us and regale his many stories).







We then drove down to The Nut and commenced the 400m steep ascent to the top. It was hard going, particularly when a man ran past us, but we did it.






Robyn and I also elected to take the chair lift down. No way was Wayne getting on an open chair lift so he and the boys walked down.





My friend, Brian, had told us about Stanley having the best scallop pies but alas we weren’t sure where those ‘best’ ones were and it was a public holiday. We ended up at a seafood shop and enjoying fish and chips and seafood baskets on the grass (surrounded by well-fed seagulls).
We commenced the drive to Glencoe B&B (near Sheffield), stopping for fuel and a couple of scenic stops on the way.
Seven of us went into Sheffield, had a quick look around the town, ordered dinner and came back for a quiet night in.







