Lots of Australians have heard of Wineglass Bay, one of the highlights of the Freycinet National Park and it's a place I've always wanted to visit. When I first heard the name mentioned many years ago I assumed incorrectly that it was a laid-back place where people sat on the beach drinking toasts to the environment with the local vintage.
On this trip that perception was quickly discarded into the dustbin of history when I realised that the bay is shaped like a wine-glass and that its access is so difficult that no sensible person would hump a case of Merlot or Shiraz down to the, albeit laid-back, beach! We overnighted in a lovely Airbnb house just north of Coles Bay before heading off early in the morning towards the Freycinet Peninsula and our walk to Wineglass Bay. The scenery en route was lovely - like the perfect weather - but we had to drop Dot off at a jetty where she could catch a cruise up and down the coast. Dot couldn't face the step and rocky walk up and down across the Peninsula and so opted for a very lovely pleasure cruise. I trusted that I could withstand the walk and accompanied Bec and Max instead.
Below is the view across Great Oyster Bay from the walk across the Peninsula.
And here, below, is the first view we had of Wineglass Bay. Its sweeping sandy beach was also beautiful.
At the northern end of the beach there were lots of rocks to explore, something that Max and Bec very much appreciated, but I stayed on the beach, ambling around and watching hoards of people arrive and depart. Occasionally I had the company of sea-birds. Here's Bec heading off across the rocks.
At one point, Dot put in an appearance, though we couldn't make her out at her vessel's distance off-shore.
Bec and both Max and I split up as she wanted to take the long path around the Peninsula. We instead climbed the 1000 or so steps up a similar number down to the car park on the other side. We could make out Dot's vessel on the other side of the bay.
And a kind person took a picture of me and Max at the saddle point across the Peninsula.
On the way down I took some lovely photos of the rocky ridge we were on and also the rocky seat we found where Max and I stopped for a little rest.
Max also found some places where he could do some climbing and rock-hopping safely.
You must agree that this scenery is wonderful!
And after our escapades at Wineglass Bay, we met up with Dot at the jetty where her cruise eventually parked and we headed off to another lookout at Cape Tourville. Funny that. There are many French names around here!
And, so the sun set on our lovely tour around Tasmania.
AS
On this trip that perception was quickly discarded into the dustbin of history when I realised that the bay is shaped like a wine-glass and that its access is so difficult that no sensible person would hump a case of Merlot or Shiraz down to the, albeit laid-back, beach! We overnighted in a lovely Airbnb house just north of Coles Bay before heading off early in the morning towards the Freycinet Peninsula and our walk to Wineglass Bay. The scenery en route was lovely - like the perfect weather - but we had to drop Dot off at a jetty where she could catch a cruise up and down the coast. Dot couldn't face the step and rocky walk up and down across the Peninsula and so opted for a very lovely pleasure cruise. I trusted that I could withstand the walk and accompanied Bec and Max instead.
Below is the view across Great Oyster Bay from the walk across the Peninsula.
And here, below, is the first view we had of Wineglass Bay. Its sweeping sandy beach was also beautiful.
At the northern end of the beach there were lots of rocks to explore, something that Max and Bec very much appreciated, but I stayed on the beach, ambling around and watching hoards of people arrive and depart. Occasionally I had the company of sea-birds. Here's Bec heading off across the rocks.
At one point, Dot put in an appearance, though we couldn't make her out at her vessel's distance off-shore.
Bec and both Max and I split up as she wanted to take the long path around the Peninsula. We instead climbed the 1000 or so steps up a similar number down to the car park on the other side. We could make out Dot's vessel on the other side of the bay.
And a kind person took a picture of me and Max at the saddle point across the Peninsula.
On the way down I took some lovely photos of the rocky ridge we were on and also the rocky seat we found where Max and I stopped for a little rest.
Max also found some places where he could do some climbing and rock-hopping safely.
You must agree that this scenery is wonderful!
And after our escapades at Wineglass Bay, we met up with Dot at the jetty where her cruise eventually parked and we headed off to another lookout at Cape Tourville. Funny that. There are many French names around here!
And, so the sun set on our lovely tour around Tasmania.
AS
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