Our
last stop in Tasmania was Launceston, 123
miles N of Hobart. It is Tasmania's
second-largest city and Australia's third oldest, after Sydney and Hobart. Situated at the head of the Tamar River, 31
miles inland from the state's north coast and surrounded by delightful
undulating farmland, Launceston is crammed with elegant Victorian and Georgian
architecture. Launceston is one of Australia's most beautiful cities and has
delightful parks and churches. It's also
the gateway to the wineries of the Tamar Valley, the highlands and alpine lakes
of the north, and the stunning beaches to the east.
Our
full day in Launceston started with a walking tour of Cataract Gorge. Cataract Gorge is the result of violent
earthquakes that rattled Tasmania some 40 million years ago. It is located in the Trevallyn Reserve where
the South Esk River (longest river in Tasmania) enters the Tamar River. We walked along a pathway, known as the
King’s Bridge-Cataract Walk, and originally built by volunteers in the 1890's,
which runs along the north bank of the Cataract Gorge. We started the walk on the south side of the
Gorge near the cable car, the longest single span chairlift (1,019 feet) in the
world, and the swimming pool. From there
we walked across the Alexandra Bridge, a suspension bridge that crosses the Esk
River. That is all of us except Bill and
Tom, another of our tour group. They
walked around the Basin, a small lake that was built to mitigate flooding in
Launceston when the Esk River rises during the rainy season. There were beautiful views of the upper gorge
from there. As soon as we crossed the
bridge, we came to the Cliff Grounds, a landscaped Victorian garden of ferns
and exotic plants. There we found a mob
of Bennett Wallabies and several peacocks.
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Chairlift |
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Alexandra Suspension Club |
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Taking the long way around |
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Looking up Cataract Gorge |
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Pea Hen and her chick |
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Bennett Wallaby |
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Wallabies, Pademelons, and Peacocks |
We
then walked up the North side of the gorge.
Here the walk is close to the water and offers beautiful views of the
steep rock walls. The walk ended at the
King’s Bridge, an old, wrought-iron, ornate bridge. The bridge span was constructed in
Manchester, England and then transported to Launceston for assembly in
1864. The local assembly team used the
tides to sink the concrete pylons needed to hold the bridge. They would wait until low tide and then lower
the pylon into the water and wait for high tide to put pressure on the pylon
and drive it down into the river bed. At the time it was the only form of vehicular
crossing of the Esk River. In 1904, a
second, parallel span was added to widen the bridge. This span was almost
identical to the original span, but was fabricated locally in Launceston,
instead of overseas. Today a new bridge
spans the Esk River, but the King’s Bridge is still used for vehicular traffic.
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Walking the Gorge |
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Cataract Gorge |
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Cataract Gorge |
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Cataract Gorge |
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Kings Bridge |
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Looking up the Gorge from the Bridge |
After
our walk, we drove through the beautiful wine country of the Tamar Valley to
the Platypus House where they have platypuses and echidnas. Although mammals, there two animals are
monotremes, the only mammals that lay eggs rather than giving a live
birth. Here we saw the House’s four
resident platypuses – one male and three females. Platypuses have the body of a beaver, the
bill of a duck, the web feet (in the front) of a duck, toed feet in the back,
and the males have a very poisonous spur that is used to kill competing males
during the mating season. Although not
fatal to humans, if you are injected with its venom you could spend up to six
months in terrible pain.
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Bill's new T-shirt |
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Male Platypus |
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Female Platypus |
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Female Platypus |
From
the Platypus area we walked into the echidna room. There were three echidnas here and they were
waiting at the door for us (well, they were really waiting for our guide to
feed them). Echidnas look like a
porcupine, but their quills are not as sharp as a porcupine and they do not
expel them. They have the nose of an
anteater with a very long tongue. Like
anteaters, they eat ants and small insects.
Echidnas are very gentle creatures and nothing seems to faze them. They just go about their business and will
walk over your feet if you get in their way.
They would rather walk away then fight.
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Echidna |
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Echidna walking over my shoes |
On
the way back to Launceston, we stopped at Beaconsfield, a former gold-mining
town (the richest gold town in Tasmania), for lunch. Beaconsfield became famous in 1906, when a
small earthquake collapsed a mine.
Fourteen miners escaped, one was killed, and 2 miners were trapped in a
mine shaft. After 2 weeks the two miners
were finally rescued. To help keep them
calm during this ordeal, the miners were asked what type of music they would
like piped in. They said songs by the
Foo Fighters. When the band heard this,
they recorded a tribute
("Ballad of the Beaconsfield Miners")
to the miners on their album Echoes, Silence, Patience & Grace. The mine finally
closed in 2012.
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Beaconsfield |
We made one more stop at Brady’s Lookout for
fabulous views of the Tamar River and Valley.
It was named for Mathew Brady, a bushranger who irritated the government
with his exploits while winning the hearts of the female colonists. When finally captured, Brady was showered with
gifts while incarcerated and had the crowd wailing at his hanging.
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View of Tamar Valley from Brady Lookout |
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View of Tamar Valley |
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View of Tamar Valley |
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Austin Healy |
Back
at the hotel we had a little free time. Bill went to the Automobile Museum where he found his old Austin Healy (except it was a different color). I rested and packed for our flight to Melbourne
tomorrow. For dinner, we walked to the Metz Café & Bar Restaurant where we had
pizza (as a main or appetizer) and I had gnocchi for my entrée and Bill had a
duck leg. Then it was back to the hotel
for our final night in Tasmania.
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