We left Hobart, travelled north, and spent the next few days
walking in Lake St
Clair- Cradle Mountain National Park.
It's hard to describe the differences between the various walks. The overwhelming impression was of pathways that wound between towering eucalyptus trees reaching for the sky. Holes in the canopy were formed by old trees crashing to the ground, usually due to fire damage. The old trees and the growing trees were covered with a variety of beautiful ferns and mosses. By looking through a metal pipe we were invited to measure the height of a eucalyptus tree regnans and correctly figured out that it was 79 meters high. These trees are the highest flowering trees in the world and only start flowering after they are well over 150 years old! (Redwoods are taller but they are pines and don't have flowers.)
The pathways wound alongside and over rivers and rivulets at Nelson Falls, and in Mount Fields National Park.
<>We went to see "The Wall in the
Wilderness" by Greg Duncan. It is a 100 metre long wooden panel with
sculpted figures carved into it depicting the early stages of British
colonization of Tasmania, the backbreaking projects of building
and the heavy price the men and women paid. One heartbreaking panel
and her son laying a flower by a grave. Their
dog lies inconsolable as his head rests
on his paws and even the tired horse tied to their wagon, has his eyes
and is so sad. The sculpturing was impeccable and since it is a work
progress – spanning 10 years, parts of it are still not started and
not completed. www.thewalltasmania.com
We had our third seder this year, this time with the Segolis at Lake St
Clair. Kneidlach, haroset, maror and matzo with
all of us reading
the Haggadah. Quite an achievement at the end of the world! (see pictures here)
In the afternoon we had to repack in preparation for looking after the kids for three days while Moran and Mikhal went hiking, and we continued northwards to the Latrobe area.