Saturday and Sunday we are in Hobart and
are a couple of quiet days with very little planned. We have been here a number
of times so the normal routine of Port Arthur etc is not on the menu. However
Saturday is also Salamanca Market day in Hobart and the one word “market”
guaranteed a visit. The morning was a little over cast but undeterred we
ventured in.
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| Salamanca Market |
Wasn’t sure what I was going to do with Shirl but figured it would
come to me as we progressed. I had thoughts of getting a wheel chair while we
were in Hobart but that didn’t happen. Anyway we managed to get to the market
and get a reasonable park pretty close. I sent Di off on her own and I snailed
(don’t think that’s a word) it behind Shirl. She managed a bit, but not far,
and I had just got her seated when Di passed heading for our appointed
rendezvous for coffee so I collected my charge and off we went to
revitalise. Tactics were in order as the
old girl wasn’t going too much further (although I doubt she would have said
anything). We found a seat in the shade and parked her there with instruction
to hold on to her bag and not talk to strangers. We then set off for the rest
of the market and promptly ran into a work colleague from DPI. We chatted for
about 10mins then said our goodbyes and finished the market scene. We all walked back to the car and headed back
to Eastlands for a bit of lunch and some slippers (Shirl didn’t pack any). I
thought later that perhaps I could have spent a bit more time at the market but
not to worry when we bring Abby across I will more than make up for it!! Last
night Dave cooked a BBQ which was a change and all of us ended up watching
Taggart until 11.30.
Sunday we are up and on the move by about
9.15 we went up to Mt. Wellington but there was cloud overhead.
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| View from Mt Wellington |
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| Richmond Bridge |
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| Our "charge" under shade |
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| In period dress - Richmond |
Then we headed off to Sorrell to the
fruit/berry farm where we had a lovely lunch and proceeded to pick our own
strawberries. The weather is beaut now
and it is quite warm picking the berries. The staff there are pretty good and
more than helpful. They also mentioned that there was a little country fair
happening at Richmond. I had intended to return via there anyway but that sort
of sealed the deal. We had to find somewhere to “park” Shirl which turned out
to be a park bench near the historic bridge.
We left here there with the now
obligatory instruction “hold on to your hand bag and don’t talk to strangers”
but we also left her with an umbrella for shade. It would have been nice to
have a proper look but we didn’t want her out there on her own for too long.
There were people wandering around in period dress as well which added to the
atmosphere and would not have been too hard to take sitting on the grass near
the bridge watching the world go by. We
headed back to the cabin for the rest of the afternoon. Tomorrow we head for St
Helens which marks the homeward leg of our trip.
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