We drove through the night with nothing to guide us but our noses pointed to the coast, hints of moonlight seeping through the dense trees, and the dark shadows of ferns reaching so far into the road they felt like they’d nearly grasp us by the thin tin walls of our rickety old van. Creatures like I’ve never quite seen before hopped, scuttled, and slithered around us for hours in end. Squinty little brightly lit eyes gazed at us from all directions and there seemed to be so much wildlife at some points, deep in the fern gullies, it felt as though we might’ve spent more time with the white paint of our van lightly brushing alongside fur than not.
With a gas light blinking wildly at us, and not a whisper of civilization in sight, our tires rolled to a relief-filled stop in a tiny campground we thought had to be near our destination: the Bay of Fires.
We woke up to sunlight pouring through the cracks of our hastily pulled curtains and couldn’t help but gasp in delight at the rich red rocks beckoning us from mere feet away at the waters edge. We eagerly hopped from the warmth of blankets piled high, pulled hats down over our chilled ears and began to explore...
Day 18 - 19: A little unexpected treat - we were given the keys to a lodge in a remote sleepy village called Ansons Bay in the Bay of Fires. On top of having a roof over our head, we also got some great tips on what to check out around here from locals. A 4WD down some unsignposted dirt tracks, and clambering hikes over boulders and bush tracks later, we were greeted by the most amazing bit of Coastline ever... and we had it all to ourselves! There were big beautiful boulders coloured bright red and orange, little hidden coves with shells stacked 2 metres deep, and the most spectacular rock pool you’d ever see. The photos do not do this place justice!
Day trip 2: we ventured north from Cosy Corner.
Of course, Scott found a sneaky track from Ansons Bay up to the lighthouse, through Mt William National Park. It was a tight squeeze and a little bit of fun. It was no surprise, to see a sign at the end of the track saying it was ‘closed’ 😉
First stop: The Gardens. More picturesque coastline, with a very interesting concept for mooring their boats.
Second stop: A beautiful bay, Secret Beach at the end of the Bay of Fires, which provided some fun rock jumping for the kids.
Third stop: Eddystone Point Lighthouse. Made of Sandstone and very tall.
We then headed west to Gladstone to see the Blue Lake. Seeing this Blue Lake, was something we had on our list to tick off, and, it didn’t disappoint. Sadly, there was rubbish everywhere. It used to be an old tin mine. You also cannot swim in it, because of the high levels of aluminium.
It was quite a lot of driving. There are no shops or facilities along the way so pack your lunch and enough petrol etc!
Fact for today: the Bay of Fires was named by Tobias Furneaux in 1773 and comes from seeing the many fires lit by the north-east coastal plains Aboriginal people.
The “Sea Mist” may have spoilt our view of Bay of Fires but I was able to capture this special image of a random man quietly sitting looking out into the ocean. Jason and I have done a lot of reflecting on this trip on what we want to get out of 2019 so it seemed very fitting. #bayoffires#bayoffirestasmania#eastcoasttasmania
While the Bay of Fires didn't end up giving us much sunshine, the fog had cleared so at least we were able to see the water today, and as expected, it's magnificent! We explored the length of the bay from 'The Gardens' down to Binalong Bay, and honestly, I don't know where all the other travelers are going each day but we were usually the only people on very long stretches of beach #maybetheyareavoidingus 🤔. The Gardens was a brilliant place to really climb amongst the lichen-covered rocks, and then we went down to Honeymoon Beach which was again just as a honeymoon should be, perfectly pristine. Annabelle literally collected half the beach in shells which we now have cluttering up the ute #xavisthrilled, and George had the best time doing his ninja moves in the waves, it was an amazing time. For such a hyped-up tourist destination at the moment, they've done a great job at leaving the area feeling untouched and completely non-commercialised. It literally feels as though you are discovering some of the little beaches and bays yourself when you are here. After this we went back to Binalong bay, where the foggy photo was taken yesterday, and it was absolutely stunning too. Annabelle curled up to sleep on the beach and G braved the cool water with us #adventureparents#veryinvigorating#akafreezingcold. Our stay at St. Helen's was topped off by catching up with a Yarrawonga local at the caravan park and then heading out for dinner at the restaurant she's working at for a great meal @katerobilliard ! The #adventurekids entertained some other diners with stories of their travels while we were there and George even let loose an impromptu "flossing" dance to say goodbye to Kate and the staff #whatthe#random#hilarious. We've loved our time at beautiful St. Helens and the Bay of Fires and one day I hope to return for some proper hikes 👍. #bayoffires#travelwithkids#travelwhileyoucan#visittasmania#notcominghome#livingourbestlife#thisisus