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Hobart's Market Day

sunny 27 °C

When Hobart was the southern ocean’s whaling capital more than a century ago the quayside warehouses at Salamanca bustled with activity as the whalers brought their great catches ashore for processing…
Today the old whaler’s warehouses at Salamanca are quieter, (and considerably less smelly), but this area is a hive of activity each Saturday morning when the city’s weekly market is held here. While we missed this market we were lucky enough to catch the Twilight market in the nearby suburb of Sandy Bay…
Local arts, crafts, pies and beer reminded us of our own weekly market at home – though the idea of people wandering around in public with pints of beer in hand would shock most Canadians to the core…
This brewery has been operated in Hobart since 1824...
Less than 50,000 people live in Hobart city, while a further 150,000 are scattered throughout its inlets and islands in quaint seaside communities that could be mistaken for Frinton-on-sea or White Rock in the 1950s. It is a delightful city of parks, gardens and pristine beaches surrounded by forested mountains…
This sailing ship, the Lady Nelson, is an exact replica of the ship that brought the first Brits to Hobart in 1802. The voyage took 4 months...
Tasmania truly is at the end of the earth and for many early Antarctic explorers Hobart’s green hills were perhaps the last sighting of verdant life before they were lost forever in the frigid wastes with only penguins for company. Penguins also nest on Tasmania’s rocky shores and we visited the tiny north west community of Penguin in order to see them. We saw this one…
However, the live fairy penguins of Tasmania are elusive creatures and they certainly eluded us. Another elusive creature unique to this land is the Tasmanian devil. These dog-sized marsupials may look fierce but this little fella in a zoo was just an adorable pup…
Tasmania somewhat ashamedly calls itself the “Road kill capital the World” and we have seen plenty of evidence to support this. Tasmanian devils are carnivores that love road kill but they have terrible eyesight so often end up being a meal for the next one. They are also dying in the wild because of an epidemic of facial cancer.
We are now saying goodbye to Hobart, but not for us the great southern ocean and the frigid wastes of Antarctica. We are flying north across the Bass Strait to Australia’s main island where, despite the arrival of fall, the mercury is still boiling in the 40s…
We will miss Tasmania with its lovely weather, endless unspoiled beaches, quaint villages and abundance of nature. It is truly one of the world’s best kept secrets.

Posted by Hawkson 03:17 Archived in Australia

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Goodbye Tasmania. You were a lovely place to visit with Jim and Sheila and how fitting that you ended with the adorable Tasmanian devil.

by Sue Fitzwilson

Just into Patrick O'Brien's novels so can imagine 4 months on the Lady Nelson. Those were some very tough individuals to survive such a voyage.
The Penguin reminds me of the Moose Jaw moose.

by R and B

Woobys Lane, Sanskrit Wine, giant penguins and cuddly Tasmanian devils all in one post. Travel is marvellous. Look forward to the posts from across the strait.

by Tom

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