Lighthouse Table Cape near Wynyard
Last week we went for a trek to the NW of the island. I may have suggested to my dearly beloved that we delay it referencing the two approaching cold fronts but someone made the decision to soldier on.
So we sallyed forth into the teeth of the biiter winds and lashing rains of a Tassie winter.
After roaming around Devonport looking for a cafe for lunch recommended by Lonley Planet which is no longer there we went onwards with grumbling tummies to the Groovy Penguin in Penguin and it was worth the wait.
We spent the night at the Wharf Hotel in Wynyard again because of the Lonely Planet and because of the delicious sounding menu on their website, the room was ok but the food, well it wasn't the same, the seafood chowder we were hoping for nowhere to be seen. And the food we had was more to do with the deep freeze and the deep fryer than anything fresh.
HighField House Stanley
Even the locals are wet.
Stanley fromt he Nut (no I did not climb up to the top in the rain and wind, he did that by himself)
And the other way
and this is the Edge of the World.
Fortunately we had a much better time at the Stanley Hotel, sat in the lounge bar in front of a roaring wood fire which the lovely woman behind the bar kept well stoked and she put on great music dvd's to keep us happy. Roy Orbison and then Jerry Lee Lewis a lovely treat.
Dinner was fabulous a Seafood Chowder with fresh bread and we shared a most delicious sticky date pudding with cream and icecream for dessert.
And next morning breakfast at Moby Dick's Breakfast Cafe an absolute must. Dan had Eggs Benedict and I a smoked Salmon Royale, poached eggs, hollandaise sauce, and pancakes. YUM.
Hmmm seems to be more about food than travel??? What does that say about me?