Day 9: Tasman Island Boat Cruise

Interesting scenario today. Mark had booked our Bruny Island boat cruise but turns out, he had booked a different tour. This one left from Port Arthur… where we are heading tomorrow.

When we first arrived in Hobart, two people warned us of the line ups to get in the ferry to Bruny Island. Our bartender missed his cruise because it took an hour and a half to get the ferry across.

After weighing up both trips, which were quite similar, we elected to drive to Port Arthur and do the Tasman Island tour.

Great decision. Although cloudy and a bit cool, the wind was low. We were able to enjoy this impressive coast of Tasmania without any of us getting seasick.

We went right down to the bottom of Tasman Island and saw where the Sydney to Hobart boats come in. We saw lots of seals and bird life, along with the incredible coastline of South-east Tasmania.

Beautiful red jackets
Wayne looks like there is two of him!
Chris, the captain of our boat, The Oyster Catcher
Caves which have been created over time
Anita, the captain’s helper
Inside a cave
Lots of seals sunbaking in the cliffs
Incredible rock formations – it was so calm, we were able to cruise in right beside these Dolomites.
Monkey

Three hours just flew by. Everyone was famished when we returned so we went across the road and tucked into some hamburgers or fish and trips.

We arrived back in Hobart about 3:30pm (unfortunately too late for the Salamanca markets).

We met it the lobby for Happy Hour cocktails at 4:30pm.

We walked to Constitution Dock and began a guided tour with Karen and Al. All Robyn wanted was shade and beers so our trusty guides planned a marvellous pub crawl. Karen gave a running commentary as we walked the streets of Hobart.

Stefan’s boat still here
Walk around the docks
Whaler Hotel
Our informative guide – Karen
Prince of Wales Hotel
Discussing important topics
Just in case we don’t make it to the lavender farm
The streets of Hobart

We ended up at the Telegraph Hotel for dinner. No photos unfortunately. We walked back to our hotel and indulged in last rounds.

Michael was husband of the trip when he got Karen a double Baileys ( we had got a single).
Mark outdid himself and got us a double to supplement our single – a triple!

PLAYS OF THE DAY

Play of the day#1 – Mark messing up the tours (however the one we did was excellent. We just haven’t been to Bruny Island).

Play of the day #2 – Me losing our room key without even leaving the room. As Wayne said, I had one job – use the room key to get back in when I came back early from the races. We searched everywhere and couldn’t find it. I may have accidentally thrown it out with some rubbish.

Play of the day #3 – Al for repeatedly mixing up his room numbers or Michael for deliberately confusing him?


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