Sunday, 16th May
The time had come to hitch the car to the caravan and start our journey north. Cat had been packed for a number of days and after last year’s experience, had made sure he had a supply of Quells and ginger handy! It was very sad to leave behind three special people, as well as their parents, of course.
It was a glorious Tasmanian autumn day and the drive from Hobart to Devonport was just beautiful – the autumn colours were absolutely magnificent. We also encountered millions (literally!) of spider webs in the Campbell Town area, they were amazing! Cobwebs seemed to be attached from every blade of grass to the fences, forming bridges, cobwebs hung off trees, the cobwebs were so dense between the power lines they were like a mat, huge, long cobwebs floated out from the power lines right across the road and long, thick ropes of cobwebs were floating freely in the wind. The car was very quickly draped! It also brought to mind the question: how many spiders are actually living out there???
We stopped at Latrobe Hospital to visit Les’ mother, who was in good spirits, and also caught up with his sisters Dot, Margaret and brother-in-law Alan. We then had a half hour with Ted and Marie from Ulverstone before joining the long queue of caravans waiting to board the Spirit of Tasmania. By sheer coincidence, we ended up parked on the vehicle deck virtually next to friends who were also travelling. We joined Barry and Denise for a pre-dinner drink before we ate together, and were soon joined by Jos and her husband. As we were making our way back to our cabin afterwards, we met ANOTHER couple from Launceston that we knew!!! The whole day seemed to be catching up with others and socialising.
Unfortunately, this is when the day quickly went downhill. Even though we were well out to sea, I received a call from the Launceston General Hospital to say my mother was in emergency with a broken hip and would require surgery. Explained I was in the middle of Bass Strait heading to Melbourne and my sister was at that moment flying over Bass Strait heading to Launceston.
A rather sleepless night, not helped by the very uncomfortable bed.
The time had come to hitch the car to the caravan and start our journey north. Cat had been packed for a number of days and after last year’s experience, had made sure he had a supply of Quells and ginger handy! It was very sad to leave behind three special people, as well as their parents, of course.
It was a glorious Tasmanian autumn day and the drive from Hobart to Devonport was just beautiful – the autumn colours were absolutely magnificent. We also encountered millions (literally!) of spider webs in the Campbell Town area, they were amazing! Cobwebs seemed to be attached from every blade of grass to the fences, forming bridges, cobwebs hung off trees, the cobwebs were so dense between the power lines they were like a mat, huge, long cobwebs floated out from the power lines right across the road and long, thick ropes of cobwebs were floating freely in the wind. The car was very quickly draped! It also brought to mind the question: how many spiders are actually living out there???
We stopped at Latrobe Hospital to visit Les’ mother, who was in good spirits, and also caught up with his sisters Dot, Margaret and brother-in-law Alan. We then had a half hour with Ted and Marie from Ulverstone before joining the long queue of caravans waiting to board the Spirit of Tasmania. By sheer coincidence, we ended up parked on the vehicle deck virtually next to friends who were also travelling. We joined Barry and Denise for a pre-dinner drink before we ate together, and were soon joined by Jos and her husband. As we were making our way back to our cabin afterwards, we met ANOTHER couple from Launceston that we knew!!! The whole day seemed to be catching up with others and socialising.
Unfortunately, this is when the day quickly went downhill. Even though we were well out to sea, I received a call from the Launceston General Hospital to say my mother was in emergency with a broken hip and would require surgery. Explained I was in the middle of Bass Strait heading to Melbourne and my sister was at that moment flying over Bass Strait heading to Launceston.
A rather sleepless night, not helped by the very uncomfortable bed.
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