Our next destination was St Helens/The Bay of Fires. On the way there we had two stops. First was
at the chainsaw carvings at Ledgerwood. This town had planted trees to honour
the local men killed in WWI. However, in 2006 the trees were deemed dangerous
as they were dying. Not wanting to lose them the town arranged for someone to
carve the individual soldier’s story in the dead tree trunks. Really was quite
impressive.
Next stop was “The Holy Cow Café” in Pyenguna to sample Tassie cheese
and once again sat around a fire. The café adjoins a diary that produces
quality milk for their cheeses and also the eastern Tassie consumer market. I
couldn’t believe it when Vicki asked if she could have a hot chocolate made on soy milk. I think we were nearly asked
to leave at this point.
The caravan park at St Helens was good. It got top marks
from the boys as it had a jumping pillow. And it got good marks from Vicki and
me as it had a top quality enclosed camp kitchen complete with wood heater. We
spent both nights here in the camp kitchen until it was time for bed. The area was
beautiful with white sandy beaches and turquois water (apparently). We drove
north of the St Helens township to the Bay of Fires and took in all the beauty
of the bays; and then travelled south of the town where there were magnificent
sand dunes. However, it was very cold.
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| Chainsaw carvings at Ledgerwood |
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| Morning tea at Ledgerwood. Too cold outside so we retreated to the van to eat. |
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| It's so quiet in the car when the DVD goes on. |
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| Camp kitchen at St Helens. Master chefs at work.Vicki and I sitting by the wood heater sipping a Tassie Pinot (out of shot) |
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| Mother's Day breakfast. They can be such beautiful boys. |
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| St Helens / Bay of Fires |
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| That's Jacob out there (I think). No, I was just told its Nate. |
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| One of those supposedly arty shots that Vicki takes that I cannot come up with a clever caption for. |
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| Boys on the sand dunes at St Helens. They came back when they got hungry. |
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| Had to buy this cheap red because of the label. And it tasted like cheap red. |
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