The Derwent River flowed on my left when I headed southwards to Pearsons Point, and on my right when I returned northwards to Blackmans Bay.
On occasion I could look down the slippery gravel drop offs:
From time to time, surprised wallabies crashed away through the bush. I never knew whether I was more surprised than the wallaby. I watched wild hens roaming cleared paddocks. I listened to all manner of froggy sounds emanating from dammed creeks. The occasional cyclist, with tyres whispering along the gravelled bitumen, passed me unexpectedly. These road bikes were always ridden by women and we exchanged brief hellos.
A few vineyards under netting were located on hill sides without afternoon sun – what does that do to the flavour of wine? Okay – all the sommeliers and expert wine tasters out there. What sort of wine would you expect to be produced in a cool winter and warm summer climate with the grapes mostly only seeing the morning sun in the summer? Google maps show the ‘street view’ of one vineyard at Bellendena: https://www.google.com.au/maps/place/Bellendena/@-43.037425,147.335291,3a,75y,13.59h,90t/data=!3m4!1e1!3m2!1sGy5X1ubwdRkyt-93Gur9Sw!2e0!4m7!1m4!3m3!1s0xaa6dd119e082ab39:0x68f8df55775fb029!2sTinderbox+Rd+W,+Tinderbox+TAS+7054!3b1!3m1!1s0x0000000000000000:0xce060676af8374e9!6m1!1e1?hl=en I hope you look at this street view and swivel around so you can see the terrain and can appreciate the beautiful country through which I walked.
By ten to ten in the morning I reached “Hidden Cove”, a property which promotes itself as providing a Day Spa and Retreat service: appointments are essential. For a split second I thought I should make a booking for my walk back to Blackmans Bay from Pearsons Point. The idea of a foot massage later in the day was very appealing although I had no idea whether such a service was on offer. I did take note of the phone number 03 6229 6050 in case I wish to try it out when I return for my walk to Fossil Cove. Their website makes the business look attractive: http://www.hiddencovedayspa.com.au/
One of the highlights of my walk was seeing casuarina trees ‘weeping’ with the weight of their strands of blooms. Seemingly so delicate.