Time since accident: 6 weeks | Estimated time till return to the trail: 2 weeks
We took a weekend trip down south to Hobart for one last hurrah before my journey north to the Blue Mountains and beyond.

Some Campbell Town outdoor knits, enroute to Hobart

There was a plaque in Campbelltown commemorating 300 years since the Dutch first encountered Tasmania: Mum and Dad delivered me to MONA where we shared a bite, then they left me to wander through the gallery, meeting again at Constitution Dock after I took a lovely late afternoon harbour ferry ride:

This installation, complete with several complex, interrelated moving parts, simulates wind speed and direction, with each image representing the effects of such simulation on a given day.

This artwork is particularly cool. The machine is programmed such that as the water droplets fall, they make perfectly formed words. All of the words, which rain down in random sequence, are currently election themed. So this waterfall, for example, reads ‘Your Vote’.

The buildings, grounds and location all contribute to the phenomenon that is MONA:


Swathes of buildings, businesses and prominent landmarks painted the town red for Hobart’s Dark Mofo (akin to Sydney’s Vivid festival), a winter solstice festival, now in its fourth year.
South of the capital:


On our last day in Hobart, we went out on the water for the Peppermint Bay cruise;





Craig and Mandy Gibson’s youngest – the inscription on the jar reads: “Cassidy’s pocket money – will be removed for arguing and refusal of a reasonable request” – too cute for words.
Pat and Owen, some of Ma & Pa’s friends from the earliest days of their marriage, have managed to get hold of the car they owned in the late 50s/early 60s (not just the make and model – the actual car) and Owen’s doing it up:

Many of the panels are currently off being sanded ready for re-painting, but watch this space for images of the finished article.

Trish A took me to see ‘The Castle’ – A Youth Futures initiative: Tiny Houses providing a viable living space for Tassie’s young homeless: The cast has been removed and I’m bound for the Blue Mtns then onwards to the A.T., with hopes of an early July return to the trail.