Continuing on our pre-Covid Tasmanian road-trip, we made our way from the West Coast to the East. That involved passing through a bit of wilderness.
It had been 14 years since I had passed this way, when I walked the Overland Track. This time, I wasn’t in good enough physical shape to walk the track, but I did want to see the area again. Our ‘compromise’ was to stay at Pumphouse Point, a wilderness resort right by the lake.
But the main event isn’t the accommodation (in my opinion) but the wonderful view of Lake St. Clair.
After we descended Mount Ossa, the finish line, Lake St Clair, didn’t seem too far off.
But first, we passed by a few beautiful water courses. This one we camped by on our final night.
The next day we were off to catch the ferry next day from the north end of the lake. The mountains surrounding it are all from Greek mythology. So when Mt Olympus appeared, we knew that our trek was at an end.
After leaving the Pelion Plains, our next challenge was to climb Mount Ossa, Tasmania’s highest peak 1,617 metres. It wasn’t the easiest task in the world, but I’ve been told it’s easier than climbing its more illustrious cousin, Cradle Mountain.
Nevertheless, the mountain was sizeable.
The lower slopes were a little waterlogged.
Once we reached a good elevation we could even see Cradle Mountain in the distance.
And from the top, we could literally see the whole of Tasmania!
At Pelion Plains, the sun made its first appearance, and it turned out to be the beginning of some good weather.
This place really brings to mind a scene from Lord of the Rings. Yes, I can see Aragorn running across these plains towards the mysterious Mt. Oakleigh, accompanied by the elegant Legolas and assorted other warriors.
Tassie is renowned for its high rainfall, and we got our fair share of rain early on in the week. Thus, the streams and waterfalls were running at full pelt. These were taken in the aptly named, Waterfall Valley.