Binalong Bay, Tasmania
When we left the Bay of Fires area we took a quick detour to Binalong Bay. A lovely bronze statue of a lady in a bikini greeted us as we drove into town. I must have forgotten to take a picture. š We just wanted a look at the beach and its lovely white sand.
The sand here was so very soft. It squeaked under our feet as we walked. So different from the Bay of Fires sand that was made up of large grains. I love this picture of LadyBug contemplating the view.
This spot was so interesting because there was a lagoon right next to the beach. The rocks tell a story of when the water was higher.
LadyBug took this picture of the ship. I love it!
Hereās a view that shows both the lagoon and the ocean. Such a contrast.
TurboBug was asleep in the car and weād only just started our drive for the day, so we took turns exploring the beach. The girls went first while the boys stayed with the car, then we swapped.
Thereās more to explore here but we only had time for a quick stop at the beach before moving on to Bicheno.
Bay of Fires, Tasmania: part three!
Yep, more pictures. Hereās parts one and two. The next time we went to the beach it was sunny. So beautiful!
I came across this sand castle that some other family must have made.
Thatās Dad with TurboBug on the rock, watching the waves.
TurboBug was cuddling close because of the wind. Before I took this a giant wave crashed right next to them and the spray went higher than them.
The riptide was so, so strong. We didnāt let the kids get in more than ankle deep.
Thatās St Helens in the background. All the houses there seem to have beautiful views of the ocean.
The sand was made up of large, coarse grains. Itās hard to describe and this picture really canāt show what it felt like. It was unique to the area, I havenāt felt quite the same texture anywhere else.
The Perfect Sandcastle, by SkeeterBug.
Many of the camping spots in this campground have a view of the water, but we opted for this one in the shade.
Possums are definitely not shy. This tree was right next to our door and this wasnāt the only possum we saw. They will come right onto the mat looking for food.
We even got some school done while we were here!
And finally that concludes our selection of pictures from the Bay of Fires!
Bay of Fires, Tasmania: part two!
Hereās part one. More pictures of the Bay of Fires on the eastern coast of Tasmania. One of the kids stole the camera and lookā¦proof that I was there too! I could have stayed there all day, watching the waves crashing on the white sand.
TurboBug had a closer view.
We were fascinated by the patterns the water was making in the sand.
How to Draw a Turtle, by LadyBug.
We spotted some blue jellyfish washed up in the seaweed here and there. Iāve read these can sting you even when washed up on the beach like this if you step on the stinger. Itās quite the chore trying to keep the kids from stepping on them. Weāve had good luck so far.
TurboBug got quite the surprise when he walked across this super clear water, not realising it was water. āWhoa!ā he said, and then splashed and splashed.
The sand is so white! Itās from the granite boulders, they make a white sand.
The kids played in this spot for some time, standing on those rocks and letting the waves get them. We came back several times, and one time the tide was high enough that they couldnāt safely stand there anymore.
I know these pictures seem a bit repetitive, I mean how many pictures of rocks and waves do we need? But they are lovely memories to me! It helps me remember the magnificence of those huge orange-coloured boulders against the white sand and beautiful blue waves.
Bay of Fires, Tasmania
From Scottsdale we made our way to St Helens. We found this fabulous playground to stop at for lunch. After seeing pictures of the Bay of Fires Conservation Area I really had my heart set on camping up there, so we headed just north of town to see what was available. We ended up at the Cosy Corner camping area. There are two sections to this campground and we discovered later that the other section is better suited to caravans. We found a spot and could hear the waves crashing on the beach while we were setting up. Iād read that there was a strong riptide here, so we went down to explore before deciding whether weād swim. It wasnāt really swim weather anyway as it was pretty overcast.
We found an amazing spot for exploring. So many huge rocks to climb on with tide pools everywhere. Such an amazing place.
Many of the rocks were covered in a dark orange lichen. It made me wonder if thatās where the Bay of Fires go its name. I learned later that it came from the explorerās view of the aboriginal fires up and down the bay.
So much to look at!
Jitterbug is my explorer. Heād be happy doing this all day long.
Why, yes, those are blue toenails! Every time I get out the nail polish the kids want to do theirs too. Even TurboBug wants his painted!
The kids excitedly yelled that theyād found an animal. Weāre not sure what it was. From this angle it looks like a rat.
Crab! I see a crab!
Down here somewhereā¦.Dad climbed down for a closer view.
Can you see him in this picture?
Or this one? This oneās colouring makes him a little easier to spot.
I have so many pictures from our time here, Iāll have to put more in another post.
These Windy Roads in Tassie
Driving in Tasmania is crazy. Windy roads, climbing and descending various mountains. Tasmania is the most mountainous state in Australia. You donāt have to be there long to confirm that with your own eyes. Towing a caravan on these roads is a bit daunting. But there are many of them on the roads, doing the same thing we are. And the cyclists! Weāve seen so many on these mountainous roads! Curvy roads, anyone? These roads remind us of driving in some of the places weāve been in America. We were told a straight road is a luxury in Tasmania and we believe it!
But the reward on these drives is the amazing views. Tasmania is beautiful, and offers such a varied landscape. On the map the drive may look short but because of these roads it always takes extra time.
And thatās just the view from the car! These pictures are all from our drive between Scottsdale and St Helens.
Mountain Stream Fishery & Free Camping in Scottsdale, Tasmania
Sometimes my kids get along beautifully and I find them doing things like this. Playing peacefully and joyfully together. Other times, not so much. We stayed in this free camp in Scottsdale. There was a small lake on one side and a busy highway on the other. We were constantly chasing TurboBug since he loved pushing his pram up and down the road in the camp. He loved this spot because of all the big trucks that drove by on the highway. When we first got there we parked him in his little camping chair and listened to him call out āduckā (for truck) and āwhoaā every time one went by.
There was a mama duck who brought her little ones around twice a day for handouts. She always hung back while her babies rushed forward. They were not timid and would come right up to us and nearly take food from our hands. Then sheād round them up and head them back toward the water. The white duck in her brood made us laugh. āOne of these things is not like the other.ā (Thatās from Sesame Street back in the day!)
Our last morning here she brought them around before TurboBug had woken up so I took him over to the lake for a last feed. We found some very tiny ducks in the water there, hiding in the reeds.
Seanās uncle told us all about the greatest fishing spot ever. We decided to make the drive to Targa to see for ourselves. Mountain Stream Fishery is a great family outing, youāre guaranteed to catch a fish and they even clean them for you!
This is LadyBugās first fish ever. She was very excited. She went first out of all of us and ended up with the biggest fish! It took her a few tries but she was very motivated. āI catched one, I catched one!ā Not quite willing to hold it, though!
JitterBug caught his on the first try. He could barely wait for his turn and it was over in a flash. He didnāt seem the least bit disappointed, though.
SkeeterBug also caught his on the first try!
These are some good-sized trout! You pay by the kilo here, they were proud to catch such big fish!
The adults had a go too. Couldnāt resist.
We ended up with five of these trout, weighing in at four kilos. At one point TurboBug was over there with the line in the water. There are so many fish in the water that he nearly caught one too!
Excited kids after all the fishing was done. TurboBugās job was to hold the fishhook remover and hand it over to Dad as needed. He was very good at his job and needed convincing to hand it over at the end.
We headed back to the building where they cleaned the fish for us. We were able to go right into the room and watch the whole process. She even answered all our questions about fish anatomy and anything else that came up. (Why do you have so many knives? How do you clean the room?) It was a lovely experience and special for the kids, they were treated so well, this place really understands how to interact with families.
We werenāt allowed to fish out of this pool but you can purchase food to give them a feed if youād like. There were a couple of these golden trout in the water we fished and though we all hoped to catch one none of us were successful. They told us that the golden trout will follow the lure but they rarely bite and though there have been many hopefuls there have been few whoāve caught one.
That night we dined on two of the fish. TurboBug was right in there with the preparing. He saw Dad stuffing them with tomato and onion and he took to helping right away. He was so intent on what he was doing, so serious about this business of preparing dinner.
Like this? Fold it like this? I can totally do that.
My sweet, sweet seven year old. Love him so much. Itās hard to get a good smile out of him on camera, so this is one of my favourite close-ups of him because that smile is so real. Can you believe he hasnāt lost any teeth yet? Heās checking them every day for wiggles!
Dinner is served! We cooked these on our Weber BabyQ. Perfect.
Cheesy grin. I think I caught him picking food from his teeth. Look at that
crater dimple! The free camp here was more like a rest area, with flush toilets and a pay shower. It was quite busy with many people stopping over just for the night. We opted to stay two nights and then continued on to the east coast.