The ride back to the ferry was very nice but more hilly that I had remembered. I didn't have much spare time to catch the Ferry.
After that I headed back towards Hobart with no real plan about where to stay. If I was tired I knew there was a camp site at Snug, or I could go further and stay in Hobart again. In the end I was really tired at Snug and stopped there.
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Saying goodbye to the lovely beaches of Bruny Island, looking over to Tasmania
Australians seem to have a fascination with white cars. I was quite amused to notice this.
The Camp Site - Snug Beach Caravan Park
This caravan park is especially expensive so be aware of this. The camp site is perfectly good, and has a fine camp kitchen, and a nice beach to walk along. They don't allow anyone to arrive after 7pm in the Summer, so you are up Shit Creek as a cyclist if you get here after 7.
A few weeks after this visit I was back in the area driving, and called this camp site to see if I could arrive around 7.30pm to put up a tent. Their answer from the miserable owner was categorically no. Despite them having all the space in the world for a car and tent, I had to drive on much further to Cygnet where there was a camp site for $8 instead of this one at $30, and who let me arrive at 9pm no problem.
The Beach is rather nice here though. The tent area is at risk of flooding I have heard. Best to put up a tent in the higher ground rather than right by the water.
The Town - Snug
There is an IGA and a Servo here so you can stock up on anything you need.
The Characters
I met some very kind people here. A couple from NSW who owned a suite of fitness centres befriended me and they cooked dinner for me. I've rarely met such driven people. The guy had automated all his fitness centres and used his iPhone to check the security cameras at any of them. Entry was controlled by finger print so it was not staffed except for personal training and introductions during the day. He emphasised to me the importance of eating protein. His partner was more an expert on stretching techniques and Yoga. They had met in the gym, obviously!
I met Cathy in the camp kitchen. She was kind enough to take me to a really spectacular cafe overlooking the sea, and we had a tour around the area and met her daughter who was visiting. One sunny afternoon was spend on the beach having a picnic with her family, which was a particularly fine way to spend the afternoon. Then Cathy was heading in the Kingston direction and gave me a lift there, which helped propel me to Richmond the next day.
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