Tasmanian experience

For: Laura Berdejo (text and photos)
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That was the name of the program of the Ministry of Environment Australia that I signed up to study penguins and pulling weeds, while the territory known Tasmanian: Tasmanian Experience. And I confess, from the journal of geography and travel, I always had a tendency to confuse Tasmania Transylvania, to hell with Dracula and doubt if both were real or not. Tasmania is real, I promise, Pero Transylvania no housing if. I have not been yet. The Tasmanian devil there is also, I've seen, and Dracula do not know. I have not seen or been bitten me yet. I know.

Two important nuances before you start traveling in the van of volunteers. First: Tasmania is far, lejísimos, well south of the globe, east of Australia, at the same latitude as the south island of New Zealand and that all the sea beneath Africa. On top is an island.

In ni saw a demon in Tasmania Tasmania. The first and only thing I saw was at the Melbourne Zoo

And second: in ni saw a demon in Tasmania Tasmania. The first and only thing I've ever seen, sleepy and rather dull, was at the Melbourne Zoo looking for some visitors reojillo, very nice and soft herbs lying in his characteristic white hair collar. Carers told us of demons again: assets are nothing, are slightly tontorrones, there are very few and do not know where they have that bad reputation for aggressive predator if they do more than sleep.

Still dressed for a party

Nature is beautiful Tasmania, varied, pure aesthetics but also the set-up for visitors to enjoy it more. Not only cropped dawn sunlight fitting here and there, but the strategic steps and viewpoints presented almost out of the blue, paf, tourists in the parks that are arranged as targets in a military strategic map so that one can be deployed as a platoon across the island.

Australia and New Zealand are fortunate. Both in terms of divine creation by the beauty of their natural habitats, as in building logistic, integrated at, practical and respectful of their practice of access. Tasmania, also where civilization has barely overshadowed, is an exemplary country in this respect: natural parks, exceptional care, bear some mysterious grotto or waterfall, clear forests insulting beauty, defiantly blue-green water bays and touches of picnic areas and bathrooms here and there disguised as chameleons in the colors of mountain.

The Conservation Volunteers who carry travelers Tasmanian Experience teaches you to participate in this interactive scenery, scolding a bit if you throw a piece of apple in the air and cackling with pride to the top of the mountains we reached thanks to several chains attached to rocks or wooden ladders built chromatically. The organization, impeccable; the group of hikers, heterogeneous, accordingly ... The adventure began early one morning in a hotel in Hobart, the capital tasmana.

Gone are the mountaineers, se, se…

It was barely five o'clock and as the horn sounded volonteers van at the door of the hostel where I had spent my first night Tasmanian. Afraid that neighbors disturbed by the insistent horn, as if he remembered the night before had given the best of themselves in all the island karaoke, I grabbed the suitcase and went swiftly to the door where Jeff, a monitor with monitor name, cap and red hair monitor to monitor expected me smiling: “Welcome Laura”.

We drank, ate, sleep in cabins, bungalows and a tent

The van, I walked in timidly saying "hello" to the four or five age ranges, types and different state of drowsiness, embarked on the road two or three hotels and, immediately, route became Freycinet Natural Park. First stop of the trip.

And total, in a week we visit three parks (some of them World Heritage), raspberry farm, a cheese, a town of pastoral tradition, a fish market, two beaches, two forests and one of the most beautiful cliffs in the world. We started weeds that threaten the faunal homogeneity of Liffey Valley and have penguins as part of the research of the Faculty of Sciences of the University of Tasmania. We drank, ate, sleep in cabins, bungalows and a tent.

Wineglass Bay is a bay-shaped wine glass that meets, in fact, most of the conditions of a beach top

Our first foray was to the Freycinet Peninsula where, and a beautiful natural park with cheeky red granite blocks of crystals of quartz and orthoclase immense, is one of the ten most beautiful beaches in the world: the wineglass bay. This is a bay-shaped wine glass that meets, in fact, most of the conditions of a beach top: arena blanca de wheat up, difficult to access, wildlife everywhere: algae, stars, sea ​​cucumbers, gulls, jellyfish eggs drying in the sun, etc.. and all necessary absences: of tourists, Car, Plastics, of taps and showers, of bars and paper, Noise…

At night, so that we became friends, Jeff put us to cook in a tent on a meadow where there were some swings and four or five cabins overnight facilities. And it worked, hicimos spaghetti, friendship, coffee, we met; I remember an English woman living in Kyoto, a couple of New Zealanders, a mysterious young boy, a lonely Australian, a abuelillo simpático cayo La noche ... the son of spaghetti, went to sleep exhausted and the next day, friends and compact group and, premium we look to discover the secrets of the island in a van.

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