When you get used to races of several weeks arriving after 4 days is a sort of surprise. You mean we’ve arrived! … but I haven’t even changed out of my race start shirt yet … A quick sniff of the armpits … doesn’t smell (for which read doesn’t smell as badly as usual) … ok good to go! We had arrived in daylight to a warm welcome from the attendees of ‘Taste’ and were keen to sample land based food again.
Hobart is a bit of a foodie central and the ‘Taste of Tazzie’ food festival which coincides with the New Year and the end of the Sydney-Hobart race showcases the best of local drink and nosh which inturn is inspired by flavours from around the world. We ate there often. The food and ambience worth enduring the rather chilly and blustery weather … that is relative chilly of course!
Convict pasts are a talking point – visiting what is left of the prison in Hobart interesting for the details of the petty deeds for which you could be exported and the relative recentness of all that inhumanity.
Mona Rosa was an interesting day up river. Fantastic location for sure. As always with modern art there was stuff that was thought provoking, stuff that was visually interesting and a lot of rubbish … but I’d say definitely worth the visit.
The Qingdao fellowship also made a team assault on Mt Wellington – the terrain was straight out of LotR but no rings were found or lost. Great view (featured above) but the winner for me was finding out that Darwin had also fought his way up to the top and all the amazing observations that had sprung from his run in with the local shrubbery!
Then almost immediately it was 2018 so back up north.
Airlie Beach and the Whitsundays here we come!