Nagambie and Benalla

 Nagambie was a very small town with not a lot going for it wgen we lived there. That was over 50 years ago!

Warren did his clerical training at Puckap7nyal and the boys and I with our dog Reuben lived in the carzvan at the caravan park. We only stayed for about eight weeks, it was the muddle of winter and very cold. I remember that the shower block had no ceiling, it was cement blocks. With two small boys, one two and a half, the other ten months old and me pregnant, it was decided to relocate to Mum and Dads for the rest of his training.

Fifty years on and it is very upmarket, the laje is used for water sports and there were about eight cafes/coffee shops.

We were walking the town checking out the churches.

We sat out on the balcony overlooking the lake.

We were at the Black Cavier cafe, I assume the horse or trainer was from Nagambie.

A statue overlooi8ng the lake.

Then we travelling east across to Benalla.

Wow, what a contrast. Several shop fronts were empty, the place looked run down.

They did have an art gallery with a painting of Ned Kelly on the wall.

The art gallery in the background.

This was a virual and the requirements were to take a foot selfie with the gallery.

Also needed to write something in Dr Seuss vein.

This was mine.

Here us my foot

Without a boot

We are on a road trip

And stopped at this strip

Is it art or not

Maybe but good for a rest spot.

Deloraine and Devonport

 Deloraine has a river running through it and on either side were some structures. We took the opportity to walk and visit.

A tiny one.

Rowers on the river

A postie  delivering mail

And another down the main street.

Wood cutter

The priest who rode to his flock usually going cross country.

Vietnam vets memorial in Devonport, a virtual. There were three that I planned to collect but some roads were closed due to a triathalon so this was the only one we could assess.

Our cabin on the Spirit. Two single beds shower and toilet plus a window.

Goodbye Tassie. 

Launceston

 After Richmond, we made our way to Launceston with the blokes getting there before the girls and also got the last two pues. Not that I wanted a pie but their description of did make us hope that there was one left.

it was a small town calked Oatlands. So far towns in Tassie have not been bypassed by the h8ggway.

Launceston parkrun

Uni of Tasmania

Inside our bnb, a very old townhouse, three bedrooms and bathroom upstairs and stained glass window. 

A park within 409m from the house, very big park with a small train taking people around.

Monkey enclosure in the park

A bed of dalias, MILs favourite flowers and she grew them well.

A library

Me wigh a Tasmanian tiger

Clock tower

Sorell

 Sorell was where our event was held.

Warren and Sheri did the parkrun while Chris and I wandered over to the event. It was on the showgrounds and there was a mass of sports. Basketball, netball, cricket soccer skate boarding, bmx and afl. A short walk away was horse events.

Rob and I did a big walk around town sussing out the very old build8ngs, most were in the late 1800s. The c9nv8cts did a very good job of putting stones together.

Mona Hobart

 Mona stands for Modern and New Art.

It was a toss up to do the Hop on hop off bus around Hobart, although I had been to most of the venues. Rob suggested Mona so Mona it was.

Windy roads to get there, glad I had a driver. Top carpark was full so we had to go further down and walk up the rise, it was akbout a kilometre.

Paid our money and waited for the lift, it was three floors down, we ended up taking the stairs. It was dark down there.

Interesting, called the fat car

A bowl of water sitting on a chair with two gold fish and a big knife, the fish ware rotated and go back to large tank at night.

The white house, this had a wibdow up the top to let in light.

Not sure what this is but 

I liked the look of it. To the right is the tunnel we walked along to get there which played music. I left at this stage and went back up the top.

Not my type of thing at all.

Richmond part 2

 It was raining this morning only light so I went walking.

Some ducks enjoying the wet weather, to the left is the old bridge.

Part of the old goal, buildings were built to last.

One of the old pubs, now a Sweet and Treat store.

Another old building

Interesting fountain in a park.

Warren at one of the lodges for their overnight stay.

and this is the outside of our cottage, The Lady Esther.

Richmond

 Quaint little town although it has expanded since we were last here.

The famous bridge in the background, built by convicts in 1823. Oldest bridge in Australia and still in contance use.

Our house is just up the road.

Taken sitting on sofa in lounge room

Kitchen area, no stove but there is an electric frypan and microwave.

Our bedroom is just to the right.