Tonight I arrived in Launceston after eight days of cycling in Tasmania. My muddy boots are the cleanest thing I own. I am bearded and burnt, aching from climbs I never expected. At the top of them all was Jacob’s Ladder. It felt like the end of the world, or maybe God’s workshop, all strewn with boulders and clouds. I didn’t belong there but I don’t care. These places are beautiful . . .
Introducing the awesome possum
My first Tasmanian sunset
C702 to Frankford
Swamp land at Ansons Bay
St. Helens dockside
Near the summit of Legges Tor
The Spirit of Tasmania ferry
The top of Legges Tor – Tasmania’s second highest point
Entering Ben Lomond National Park
Wombat! I love these guys . . .
Latrobe – the platypus capital of the world. I saw exactly none.