Hobart

Go back to Tasmania.

Hobart

Hobart waterfront.

Following a series of flights that stretched some thirty hours, we picked up our rental car and headed for downtown Hobart in search of the elusive carrot bolt hanger we’ve heard so much about. However, it seems those things have gone out of fashion as we found only puzzled looks on the faces of sales clerks. Hobart itself struck us as a nice little city with an acceptable density of liquor stores (bottle shops) and decent coffee. Later we’d also learn that it had pretty good brunch places where we could practice our Portland religion on non-climbing days.

Photos

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Light is right! Shirley and our 202 lbs of gear waiting at the rental car counter in Hobart (Dec. 2014).

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Welcome to Tasmania.

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What didya call me beesh?

Hobart

Looking for carrot bolt hangers (“the what now?”…standard response we got in outdoor shops in Hobart).

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Hobart sights.

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Day one in Hobart (Jan. 2015).

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Hobart waterfront.

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Mount Wellington and its Organ Pipes wall as seen from Hobart.

Hobart

Strolling through Hobart.

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One of the shops we frequented in Sorell (Dec. 2014).

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Picking up some supplies. Tasty…

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And cute.

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Tasmania scenery…gorgeous and seemingly well-behaved wolves (Jan. 2015).

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Hanging out at our very comfy cabin in Forcett on a rainy day (Jan. 2015).

Forcett

The more than comfortable cabin we rented in Forcett outside of Sorell (Dec. 2014).

Forcett

Shirley cheating on Blondie with Garry and Jutta’s dogs: Molly (white) and Billy (black).

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The beautiful Tasmania (Jan. 2015).

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Go back to Tasmania.