Tasmania, heaven down under.

Weaponed with a jacket for the cold climate and a fishing rod, that I already kept with me since shark bay but never used, we stepped in a brand new rental Hyundai I20 to drive from Hobart to Launceston along the west. Then we would hire a bike and drive it back to Hobart along the east coast!  It was so nice to drive a normal car with automatic gear, after 3 months hitting my van from 1984. We headed to the Hobart West-side National park for a 3h walk to the top of a mountain. There was a lot of fog but that made the landscape only more magical.

La Goon

Back on the mainland Gilligans was booked out, so I checked in at Nomads on the esplanade. I thought I was adapted to the land right away until I took a shower and the walls started making me landsick. In the night we had a dive-reunion party at the Courthouse and the Woolshed. Some people from the boat showed themselves a lot more active on land than in the sea, maybe it was because now we were not drinking tea.