The Spiky Bridge and more…

 

December 28, 2007

 

Well, Wineglass Bay had been fabulous, but we needed to head back. Eileen had plans to spend the afternoon and evening of the 28^th with her friend Erynne, who was turning 10 that day. We checked out of our motel by 10am, and, with no where to change, decided not to head to the beach again. Also, after Wineglass Bay, Nine mile beach didn’t seem as enticing.

 

So we headed back onto the A3. After a few miles driving along a stunning coastline, we stopped at the Spiky Bridge. This is an unusual convict-made structure. We had seen a lot of convict-built bridges by now: Ross, Campbell, Richmond, and now this. And yes, this was not the most beautiful, and certainly not the best designed, but it was unusual! For some unknown reason (perhaps decoration?) the convicts had placed pointy rocks in a double row (think of a stegasaurus’s back) along the top of each side of the bridge.

 

In general, the bridge was built like a fortress.

 

The spikes of the Spiky Bridge!

 

The ubiquitous sheep. (What DO they find to eat??)

 

We arrived back in Hobart just a couple of hours after the first yachts arrived in the harbor for the famous Sydney to Hobart yacht race. As a result, driving (and parking!) downtown was crazy. We finally had lunch at Little Bali and went home. We unpacked and Eileen repacked for her sleepover.

 

That evening, Annapurna, Mom and Dad and I drove up the very windy Nelson Road to the Mount Nelson signal station, where we again admired the view.

 

The water was bluer than blue…

 

The sky was amazing too.

 

There was a sense of limitless possibilities – vistas upon vistas…

 

Eventually, the sun went down. We drove home.