Day 10. St Helens to Launceston

 Tasmania has saved the best weather for our final day.

The morning ride was magnificent through a mixture of forest and farmland. The roads were some of the best for a motorcyclist. 

We headed in a north-west direction until we hit the beautiful little seaside village of Bridport. Obviously a holiday hotspot with magnificent beaches with golden sands that stretched as far as the eye could see. 

This is what’s left of the old wharf in Bridport. 

We had heard about a scallop pie made locally in a particular cafe, so after we’d had a look around decided that we’d have an early lunch. It turns out that the famous scallop pie is an urban myth that doesn’t exist. I wish I could say we saved the calories but we squandered them on sausage rolls instead. 

The final leg into Launceston was pleasant enough riding and gave us time to reflect on our time here. 

The last port of call was actually in Launceston is called Cataract Gorge, an amazing natural landscape that has been turned into a local amenity and recreation area, with walking tracks, gondola and a cafe.  We wandered about for a bit, taking it all in until it was time to head to our hotel and return the motorbike.

We’ve had a wonderful time here and the motorcycling has been brilliant. Even the inclement weather has added to the atmosphere at times.

Always at the back of minds however is how much has changed in the world and in our world in particular since we first planned this trip in 2020.

Comments

  1. Cruising Cronies19 March 2023 at 19:28

    You're not wrong about what has changed. Amazing you've made it there at all. Very enjoyable travelogue - thank you.

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