Mount Field To Cockle Creek To Hobart

Finishing at Mt Field National park we drifted south again towards Cockle Creek, the southern most part of Tassie you can drive too, on the way down we did a detour to Mount Wellington because we could partially see it.

We stopped on the way at the Longley Pub which allows free camping if you buy some grub and grog...so this worked well for us scoffing a local cider with fush and chups.

No misbehaving here tho or you will be in for the chop.

Cockle Creek, beautiful spot but the weather was barely ok and very cold then it was crap, wet and cold then it hailed 😊

We did there manage to get an evening smile from the weather Gods at one stage, stunning.

While down there we had two hikes in mind, one to the lighthouse and the second out over to the back coast both were cool (cold) but very nice.

This is a screen show of where we were, the spit in the distance is the spit in the pic, we are the blue arrow.

Packing up and leaving Cockle Creek it was pissing down, so much fun 😁, the sun came out in sessions shorter than an excited porn star, just as we decided to leave it decided hail, heavily, only short lived we piled on and left only to catch the very heavy rain before we left the second part of the camp.

Seeing the clearer skies ahead we kept the hammer down (30kmph) and rode out of it, again while it was now almost clear it was freezing cold which saw both of us layer up.

Houston and Emily (T7 and Himilayan people) had let us know there was a moto gathering in Hobart so we thought we would attend and have fun, camp was organized about 15 km out of Hobart and was an excellent choice for News Years eve and celebrations as well.

 

The gathering in Hobart was about 10-15 bikes which was cool, another Scollap and curry pie with a coffee was in order while chatting travel and motos.

The coulest part was finally meeting Troy from “The Bad Idea Bros”, while standing and chatting I kept thinking I know you (he was wearing his TBIB hat) and I finally twigged….senior moment.

I wasn’t expecting to see him there so it was coulas surprise…the rest he can show and tell about.

That night was new years eve and we had three fires within a central point, Gin and Tonic, Chocolate, good fud galore new mates and unknown mates all celebrating so a very good time was had by all.

 

Leaving 2023 behind and riding off into 2024 our intention was to go to Brunny island…and on getting to the ferry terminal it seemed to be everyone else's idea too so for us exit stage left and we will come back in a weeks time when hopefully some may have/will have gone back to work.

In between time Peter (who owns a Ural) had contacted us and we had chatted about brakes, we decide to hit Cygnet for the night before catching up for the afternoon with Peter, we bleed the brakes, balanced our throttle bodies etc so pretty cool.

We enjoyed a nice dinner before setting off to a camp site which was stunning.