Hobart is Tasmania's state capital city and provides a wealth of experiences for the inquisitive visitor. I think these images bear out this claim.
Bec booked some lovely accommodation for our stay in Hobart - a comfortable and quite central Airbnb home. This view across an adjacent shows the attractive location we were in.
And, from another window we had a view of the lovely Mount Wellington rising 1271 metres (4170 ft) above sea level. That's higher than anything in Britain. And there's a road to the top that we took.
And from the top we had glorious views over Hobart and the Derwent river. One used to have to catch a ferry from one side to the other until the bridge was constructed.
The summit has a covered viewing platform where I admired the spectre in front of me.
And nearby soared the tall transmission tower.
The adjacent summit was festooned with a rocky outcrop over which one could scramble to the top. Max and Bec made it there and Max seemed to leap around without constraint.
Here he is enjoying himself greatly ... along, of course, with Bec who's fit enough to run marathons.
Then we moved on Constitution Dock on the Derwent. Bec and Max were riveted by starfish in the water.
Nice, eh!
This dock is also home to this vessel which services Australia's Antarctic stations with equipment, rations, people and so on. Let's now turn our backs to the river and look at what goes on nearby.
One of those things is the famous and massive Salamanca Market, which operates on Saturdays. It has hundreds of stalls and was teeming with tourists and shoppers when we there. The range of merchandise was also stupendous.
Apart from the usual food, drinks, clothing and other household items I found these chess sets with attractive pieces made from metal.
And what about this stall selling truffles at $1.50 a gram? That's hugely expensive.
Here is a typical view of the bustling market-place. And I forgot to mention a bevy of often good entertainers like this drummer.
This plaque notes the name Salamanca Place and its origin, thereby probably dating the construction of this part of Hobart. Of course, I've just remembered my European history and I think I'm right in saying that Wellington won that victory. That's interesting. The early colonials must have had a fixation on that famous warrior because they also named Mt Wellington after him.
I mentioned entertainers a few moments ago and here's a one of those guys who pretend to be statues. He was very good and I gave him some cash ... at which point he moved in recognition of my kindness. The picture below shows another view of the crowded market looking towards Mt Wellington in the background.
Here we've got more entertainers, this time a sizeable pipe band playing well-known Scottish ballads. That raises yet another question in my mind. Does Australia have more pipe bands than Scotland itself? One of my earlier posts this year noted a large number in Armidale's Autumn
We discovered that this Saturday marked the end of a kind of motor vehicle competition, namely the Targa Tasmania, which wound its way all over the Island. It seemed to be a dressage event for up-market cars of the kinds shown here.
The entry of the numerous vehicles into the port area took a long time - there were lots of Porsches and other exotic species of vehicles and their owners made sure that the on-lookers paid due attention and reverence by delivering throaty roars from their engines.
After that event came to close we went for a walk through the historic residential core of the city to look at some lovely buildings and cityscapes.
It didn't take an anonymous-looking Max long to find a little park with a swing, which he grabbed readily ... he must have been tired of pipe bands, throaty cars and market stalls.
It's a nice-looking area don't you think!
That's all for now, but if you have the time and money Hobart and its surrounding districts have much to offer.
AS
Bec booked some lovely accommodation for our stay in Hobart - a comfortable and quite central Airbnb home. This view across an adjacent shows the attractive location we were in.
And from the top we had glorious views over Hobart and the Derwent river. One used to have to catch a ferry from one side to the other until the bridge was constructed.
The summit has a covered viewing platform where I admired the spectre in front of me.
And nearby soared the tall transmission tower.
The adjacent summit was festooned with a rocky outcrop over which one could scramble to the top. Max and Bec made it there and Max seemed to leap around without constraint.
Here he is enjoying himself greatly ... along, of course, with Bec who's fit enough to run marathons.
Then we moved on Constitution Dock on the Derwent. Bec and Max were riveted by starfish in the water.
Nice, eh!
This dock is also home to this vessel which services Australia's Antarctic stations with equipment, rations, people and so on. Let's now turn our backs to the river and look at what goes on nearby.
One of those things is the famous and massive Salamanca Market, which operates on Saturdays. It has hundreds of stalls and was teeming with tourists and shoppers when we there. The range of merchandise was also stupendous.
Apart from the usual food, drinks, clothing and other household items I found these chess sets with attractive pieces made from metal.
And what about this stall selling truffles at $1.50 a gram? That's hugely expensive.
Here is a typical view of the bustling market-place. And I forgot to mention a bevy of often good entertainers like this drummer.
This plaque notes the name Salamanca Place and its origin, thereby probably dating the construction of this part of Hobart. Of course, I've just remembered my European history and I think I'm right in saying that Wellington won that victory. That's interesting. The early colonials must have had a fixation on that famous warrior because they also named Mt Wellington after him.
I mentioned entertainers a few moments ago and here's a one of those guys who pretend to be statues. He was very good and I gave him some cash ... at which point he moved in recognition of my kindness. The picture below shows another view of the crowded market looking towards Mt Wellington in the background.
Here we've got more entertainers, this time a sizeable pipe band playing well-known Scottish ballads. That raises yet another question in my mind. Does Australia have more pipe bands than Scotland itself? One of my earlier posts this year noted a large number in Armidale's Autumn
We discovered that this Saturday marked the end of a kind of motor vehicle competition, namely the Targa Tasmania, which wound its way all over the Island. It seemed to be a dressage event for up-market cars of the kinds shown here.
The entry of the numerous vehicles into the port area took a long time - there were lots of Porsches and other exotic species of vehicles and their owners made sure that the on-lookers paid due attention and reverence by delivering throaty roars from their engines.
After that event came to close we went for a walk through the historic residential core of the city to look at some lovely buildings and cityscapes.
It didn't take an anonymous-looking Max long to find a little park with a swing, which he grabbed readily ... he must have been tired of pipe bands, throaty cars and market stalls.
It's a nice-looking area don't you think!
That's all for now, but if you have the time and money Hobart and its surrounding districts have much to offer.
AS
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