Truly Van Deemans Land

Ever since I was a young girl I have wanted to see the magical waters of Wineglass Bay. This all started after seeing an interview with Princess Mary of Denmark, who was born and bred in Tasmania. I remember clearly when asked about her favourite place in Australia, she answered quickly and with no doubt, Wineglass Bay.

So on a beautiful September morning it was time to take my sisters trusty little Golf up the coast to the Freycinet National Park. We passed such incredible coastlines on the three-hour trip from Hobart.

Not wanting to waste a moment we headed straight out to the Wineglass Bay lookout and were not disappointed.

The water sparkled in the distance and the white beach below was more than enticing enough for us to rush on to reach the Bay itself.

This part of the trek was particularly steep but there had been no rain recently so we were flying down. The trees opened up and the turquoise water was waiting to greet us.

You could be mistaken for thinking we were on a tropical island in the south pacific. We however, were not. The icy Antarctic winds that blew off the ocean were definitely not letting us get lost in that dream.

This made the contrasting colours of the water, rocks, bush and sand no less beautiful.

It was the perfect spot for a lunch break and we took our time taking in all its glory.

The sun was still high in the sky and J and I were in an adventurous mood, so we decided to continue our trek along the Hazards, a mountain and set of beaches (definitely fittingly named for their treachery) which would be another 11 kilometres.

Over the next 3 hours we passed scenes straight from Jurassic Park and Lord of the Rings.

The prehistoric and rugged coastline was mesmerizing, but nothing compared to the spellbinding animals we found along the way.

We crept around the corners of the track to find wallabies quietly nibbling away at their afternoon snack.

They were somewhat curious of us, but after a good look they hopped away into the bush.

Completely exhausted and with one too many blisters on our feet we headed back to our hotel to recharge. The view from our room was beautiful but what we loved more was the gentle sound of the waves lapping on the shore as we slept.

The next morning we took it slow, having our breakfast in the perfect setting.

The sun was shining so we took a few more hours to explore the lighthouse, Honeymoon bay and Mermaid Beach.

We took a dinghy out on the bay but it wasn’t the most successful trip on the water, unfortunately. It was choppy and our dinghy was small. Our little expedition ended with me standing thigh deep in the icy Antarctic water, not ideal.

Determined not to leave on a flat note we took a set of mountain bikes out for a ride to help dry out my boots before the journey back to Hobart.

xx The Strawberry Story