Hobart – Mountain & River

I’ve already mentioned the excellence of the Greek food in Hobart – so what about the rest of the place.

Looking back on my two days and three  nights there, the words that come to mind are, clean, relaxed, historic, and friendly.

The first day was a getting to know the place day.  As a tourist there was the almost, but nevertheless enjoyable, bus trip up Mt Nelson.  This reminded me somewhat of my trip up Table Mountain in Cape Town a couple of years back – I got to take pictures of the inside of a cloud there as well.

Still the clouds were only on the very top and there were some spectacular views of Hobart and the Derwent River. 

Back down the mountain, followed by a relaxing time by the harbour-side, I finished off the afternoon with a ride around the bay in the local water taxi.  The driver waited so that we could watch a largish ship go under the bridge.  Comfortingly, or not, we were above the wreck of the similar ship that took out a couple of spans of the bridge in the disaster a few years ago.  It promptly sank, overloaded with bits of bridge, killing several people in the process.  It’s hardly surprising that they now stop traffic on the bridge, even though such ships clear it with ease.

I enjoyed an excellent dinner, of local fish, in a place called The Drunken Admiral with some library folks from the University as a close to the day.

Day two was a business day with the Tasmanian State Library, before leaving for Canberra.