Lake St. Clair to Wayatinah

The Ride

This was a really lovely ride. One of the best of the tour. So pleasant, flat or downhill.

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02:59:17

36.87

12.5

43.8

First stop was the Wombat Cafe just after coming out of Lake St. Clair on the A10. I wish I had known about this before I entered Lake St. Clair as it has a full supply of groceries.


The Wall in the Wilderness

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Then a bit further is "The Wall" - Only $10 and a bad mistake to miss out on this. Maybe next time. Every other tourist I spoke to had been to the Wall and spoke very highly of it.


Shortcut To Bypass Tarraleah

I took a shortcut to avoid Tarraleah - the "Fourteen Mile Road" which is a dirt track, but in very good condition. Other guides have reported this road as cut up. It isn't. You could cycle this on a road bike, seriously. 

On a bike, the short cut is well worth taking as Tarraleah isn't an important stop, and you avoid a huge hill this way.

Coming off Fourteen Mile Road back onto the A10, there is a spectacular reservoir, worth a look. You can see where it is by checking my ride and see where I veered away from the A10.


The Hill into Wayatinah

This is a great cycling experience. A 300m drop of almost straight road where you can go at full speed. It's exhilarating and breathtaking, a long stretch going over 40mph.


The Camp Site - Wayatinah Lakeside Caravan Park

Official Web Site

I knew this place was good. After all it has a free swimming pool! I arrived on a baking hot day, what else could I need? 

Not only that but it's situated by a lake. There isn't a camp kitchen, but there are BBQ sites and lots of shade from big trees. One of my favourite camp sites in Tasmania.

The Town - Wayatinah

By heading up the hill into the very small town, you can find groceries on sale for about 1 or 2 hours in the morning. There is a pub as well, if you fancy an evening drink.

The Characters


Firstly, the lady in the Wombat cafe was very kind. I needed Shellite for my stove, as I had run out. She didn't have any, but told me to wait as she dashed into the back.

She came back with half a bottle of Shellite. Priceless for me. She said, "It's my husband's. Take it, he won't notice!" What a woman, and I hope your husband didn't find out.
  

At the camp site, I met some lovely people who took pity on me and cooked me a delicious dinner. This couple are from Switzerland, and they spoke Swiss German (and very good English).