Tag: Tasmania

Which Way Challenge 2019: 5 September

Which Way Hobart

I haven’t had the opportunity to join in the Which Way Challenge in a long time which is a shame because it has always been one of my favourites. An afternoon in Hobart provided me with opportunities to take a lot of photos for upcoming challenges and blog posts. These ones were taken around the area near Salamanca Place, specifically Princes Park which is a pretty park you can walk through to reach Battery Point. There are a lot of steep, narrow streets and old houses because this is one of the oldest parts of the city.

Lenna, a rather posh hotel; yes the road is that steep.
One entrance to Princes Park
Just a walk in the park
Which way to the playground?
Which Way to go, that is the question.
Another entrance to Princes Park

Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Letters M or N

M is For:

Today was a lovely spring day and as I don’t usually work at the Op Shop on Tuesdays I decided on a trip to Hobart to take pictures. I had some errands to do but once they were done I headed for Salamanca Place and up into Battery Point in search of interesting photo subjects. Here are some that all begin with the letter M.

Metal flowers
Menu from Honey Badger where they mostly sell desserts.
Moped
Motorcycles
Monument
Magnolia blossom

Snapshot Sunday: Snow

Snow, Vinces Saddle, Huon Hwy 25 August 2019

This morning I was heading out early to go to the Doll Show on the bus. It has been cold and it snowed overnight although it quickly started to melt once the sun came up. This was the scene at Vince’s Saddle, the highest point on the Huon Highway at around 8:15 am this morning.

Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Things Made of Wood

In My Neck of the Woods

Geeveston is a town that strongly identifies with timber so it is very easy to find it in the local landscape.

This morning I had a house viewing so once again set off with Cindy for a walk. I took these first three photos with my smartphone.

An old apple packing shed on the Huon Highway.

Wood carving is a bit of a thing around here. The town is well known for its wooden statues of local characters. Chainsaw carving can produce some surprisingly detailed sculptures too.

  • Wood carving at a competion in Geeveston 2010

RDP: Reflections

Reflections of Tasmania

I could not help but think of the beautiful reflections that I see in the still waters of the Huon River on a calm day. That’s where most of these photos were taken either at Port Huon, Franklin or Huonville. The last two were taken at Strahan on Tasmania’s West Coast and Lake Dulverton at Oatlands.

This post is also my entry for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge on the subject of water.

  • image Huon River at Huonville
  • image boats on Huon river
  • Strahan

Embracing the chill at the Huon Valley Midwinter Festival

I have often wanted to visit this even and see the Wicker Man burning but not this year, way too cold and wet for me.

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Since the first Huon Valley Midwinter Festival inspired us to celebrate rather than hibernate in the middle of July back in 2013, the event has grown in reputation and scale, outgrowing the Willie Smiths Apple Shed site. This year it relocated to the Huon Valley Showgrounds at Ranelagh, a couple of kilometers down the road.

Organisers put a lot of effort into logistics and into creating an environment that aimed to match the rustic charm of the old apple orchards from which it sprang, so it was perhaps unfortunate that the weather really decided to test the celebratory mood by turning on rain, sleet and snow (on the surrounding ranges) for the weekend. But if you are serious about celebrating the coldest, darkest, wettest time of year, then you need to take the weather in your stride, whatever it brings. And put your gumboots on!

Sculpture and art

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Frosty

As I mentioned in an earlier post it has been cold here. This morning as I waited outside for my ride I snapped a few pictures with my phone. We had a really big frost this morning which didn’t clear until well after 9 am. These were taken at around 8:30 am. In fact, when Donna arrived to pick me up I was unable to close the car door after getting in. Neither of us had ever seen that before.

Frosty Photinia

While I was waiting I caught the local garbage recycling van in the act of emptying a bin. Mine were not out as there was not much in either rubbish or recycle bin. On my own, I find I don’t need to put them out every week.