Well it is time to hit the road again ! I cannot believe that we have been here in Bicheno for four months, the time really has flown. We have truly enjoyed working in the caravan park, I can't pretend that cleaning toilets would be my chosen career path, but it proved an excellent means to an end, and I knew all that university education would come in handy one day. The crew here has been an absolute pleasure to work with, and one hopes that it will be possible to stay in touch with Geoff and Vicki, Steven and Sandy, Bev and Carmen, John and Chris. Some people talk of Freycinet Peninsular, or Mt Wellington, or Lake St Clair, but for me the highlight of Tasmania has been Carmen's cakes. From Bicheno we have criss-crossed the island, and are constantly meeting Taswegians who have seen only a fraction of the places we have. Next week it will be a quickie circumnavigation of Tassie with Mum and Dad, then Daylesford for a bit, then the Nullabor. One of our neighbours told me about his drive to WA in 1960, when it was dirt road all the way, which he did in his Morris 1000, with 6 spare tyres strapped to the roof. Another piped in with a story of his crossing last year, when circumstances forced him to share the driving with a friend, and to drive non-stop. Apparantly the road kill was so numerous, that it was only possible to drive at 50 km/h at night to avoid hitting the dead cows. I think that we might stick to daytime driving !
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