I’ve been having the most wonderful day, and I am so excited to show off all the pictures I took. In particular, (SPOILER ALERT) the one of me PETTING A KANGAROO.
This morning Eddie and his famjam picked us up, and he somehow managed to fit all of our things into the back of the SUV, so that we could start our day. Our first stop was naturally for coffee in Central Hobart, so I did get my flat white. We then wandered to Spotlight, which is kind of like if Bed Bath and Beyond met Riffs. We read online that our share house in Nubeena slept 4 in three bedrooms, which we interpreted as three bedrooms, one with either two twins or a double bed. We also needed to bring our own linens. Thankfully the Uni understood that we didn’t lug linens from Canada, so Eddie graciously took us shopping for some. Mine have foxes, which I am absurdly excited about. We also went to a high end bottleshop, which had all kinds of neat craft beers, including several Canadian ones, being sold to us by a guy from Alberta! Small world. He says they’re currently working on getting some Quidi Vidi and some Granville Island down here, wouldn’t that be cool?
Once we set off on our road trip down the Tasman Pennisula, our first stop was the Bream Creek Show. Upon our arrival, it seemed like a smaller version of last weekends trip to Huonville, on a smaller scale. But oh no, this was its own thing entirely, on an even larger scale! There was several craft people set up, including a booth which had alpacas, women spinning yarn from the alpaca fluff, and then selling yarn and knit products from the alpaca. So cool. There was also several hobbyist groups doing things like antique motors, and cars. We met some Shire horses, which are even bigger than Clydedales, bred for working the Shires of England. There was also the Lighthorses Brigade, all in their historical attire.
Even more fascinating, they had all these farming demonstrations. This included sheep dogs who were herding sheep, sheep shearing, axe throwing, wood chopping, and hordes of baby farm animals. I was in my glee, and began to feel more at home than I had in Hobart, as people all knew each other, and there was much more colour being worn. Everyone in the city is so black, white and grey.
If we could revisit the sheep herding for a moment, I kind of always felt sorry for working dogs, like they weren’t loved as much or something. That all changed today! This dog and his farmer had such an incredible bond, he was obviously very well cared for, and he loved his work! He smiled like Triton the whole time, with the tail wagging, and he just seemed like this was what he was meant to do.
From Bream Creek, we moved onto an animal sanctuary in Taranna called the Tasmanian Devil Unzoo. Where I got to feed Forrester kangaroos by hand!!!! There were also geese. One of the kangaroos had a Joey in the pouch, and you could see his little toes peeking out.
There were also Tassie Devils, and quolls. We got to learn about the life of a Tassie devil, and the facial tumour disease which is wiping out their populations upstate. They’re crazy little savages. (This may be PG-13, but I was just really fascinated). Highlights include: They are the largest carnivorous marsupial in the world, predominantly nocturnal, and they’re scavengers. So they basically eat roadkill and other carcasses. They have the strongest jaw of an animal their size at 45 psi. That’s enough to break a human femur. Which if you died in the bush here, they would do, as they eat the whole carcass: flesh, bone, fur and all. As solitary animals, they usually only come together to share a large meal, or for mating. Even their mating habits are savage, with the females producing hormones which basically drug them, and then they are dragged like rag dolls by the males into a den for a period of up to a week, during which time up to 20 mating sessions can occur. Once the hormones wear off, the female attacks her mate to drive him off, and has a gestational period of 21 days. She can give birth to up to 30-50 pups, which are super itty bitty, and only 4 will crawl up to latch for suckling in the pouch. The remainder will die, and she will eat them. Nature.
But still cute.
We also drove through the community of Dunalley today, which was almost entirely wiped out by bush fire three years ago. It was eerie to drive down the road and see these chimneys out in what’s now grassy fields, all that is left of what was once a home. The community did rebuild, and today is home to some very modern homes, a gorgeous police station and a state of the art school. The trees are also regenerating, through the charred trunks.
We did eventually arrive in Nubeena, at the share house we will be calling home for the next little while. It’s beautiful! We are simultaneously close to work, the beach and the store. We have bikes! And every room has a heater, which is actually a luxury here. The only downside is that we were wrong about the twin beds, so unfortunately our sheets don’t really fit the double beds we were surprised to find. Oh well, I’m sure we will survive!
We’re off to the historic Port Arthur for supper with Eddie and his famjam. Night for now!