Cradle mountain next (and first lot of pictures)
We have spent two great days in Launceston and celebrated St Patricks day with plenty of Guiness. Now we are off to Cradle Mountain.
Here are some pictures of where we have been so far...
The first is the air walk in the huon valley. Click on the photo and you'll (hopefully) see that it is Hilary waving at the end of the suspended bridge. This is a really brave move by Hilary, she normally has a much stronger fear of heights.

The next is the hospital where Jessica was born.

Here are some gravestones we saw at port arthur. These were dated from the 1840s. Everything was really OLD.

This is the lodge where we stayed for the first two nights of our holiday in Hobart.

Here is the bank building where Hilary worked in 1986.

Here is a picture of the convict era ruins at port arthur.

This is a bridge built by a couple of convict stone masons who were emancipated when they finished the bridge. This was at the town of Ross. This is one of the oldest bridges in Australia.

Next is the sunday school building we stayed at in Ross. This even had real tombstones out the back. When I went to sleep I was listening to every creak in the place wondering if it was a ghost.

Here are the orange rocks that the bay of fires gets its name from. This picture was taken at Binalong Bay.
Here are some pictures of where we have been so far...
The first is the air walk in the huon valley. Click on the photo and you'll (hopefully) see that it is Hilary waving at the end of the suspended bridge. This is a really brave move by Hilary, she normally has a much stronger fear of heights.

The next is the hospital where Jessica was born.

Here are some gravestones we saw at port arthur. These were dated from the 1840s. Everything was really OLD.

This is the lodge where we stayed for the first two nights of our holiday in Hobart.

Here is the bank building where Hilary worked in 1986.

Here is a picture of the convict era ruins at port arthur.

This is a bridge built by a couple of convict stone masons who were emancipated when they finished the bridge. This was at the town of Ross. This is one of the oldest bridges in Australia.

Next is the sunday school building we stayed at in Ross. This even had real tombstones out the back. When I went to sleep I was listening to every creak in the place wondering if it was a ghost.

Here are the orange rocks that the bay of fires gets its name from. This picture was taken at Binalong Bay.

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Because we're not hillbillies Davis, that's why.
Man, I checked your blog often for the first few days, but you never updated, so I gave up, figuring they don't have the internet yet in Tasmania :P But then you go an update all at once. Sneaky.
Sounds and looks like you're having a great time. The house is a mess, but will be cleaned by the time you get back.
Hi Mum and Tony,
wow so much stuff!
Yes i got your parcel! Thank you so much for everything. It cheered me up! As soon as I get my own place, Im sticking all the photos on the wall, they're fantastic. Mum I'm so proud of you conqurering your fears with that bridge! (girl power!) I bet you were glad you did once you got the view too!
Awesome photos! Thanks for the one where I was born, the whole country looks lovely. So yes boys Im a hillbilly but at least Im a beautiful hillbilly! hahah!
Love and miss you guys lots
Have an awesome rest of the trip
Jess : )
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