Once past the Water Treatment Plant, the country views were expansive.  I looked across green paddocks and could see the back of Mount Wellington with a drift of cloud obscuring its peak.

The river views were, as ever, seductive.

Then suddenly I was surprised to find a property with its own horse racing track.

During the time it took for me to walk past, a trainer with his horse in harness pulled a two wheeled cart and trotted around and around the track. Last Sunday a harness race was held in Launceston in Tasmania’s north, and the next race meeting in Hobart will be on the 27^th September so I guess the horse ran a few days ago or will be running soon.