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 . . .
Wombat! I love these guys . . .
My first Tasmanian sunset
Introducing the awesome possum
C702 to Frankford
Swamp land at Ansons Bay
Entering Ben Lomond National Park
St. Helens dockside
The Spirit of Tasmania ferry
The top of Legges Tor – Tasmania’s second highest point
Latrobe – the platypus capital of the world. I saw exactly none.