Saturday
10th April 2004
6:55am! isn't that the middle of the night?
Well it seemed like it when we bounced (or maybe crawled is a better
description) out of bed to prepare for another day of being tourist
guides. Kym managed to visit our caravan at about 7:30am and we think
Lee fell out of bed sometime after that.
Today we had a great need to go to the Salamanca
Markets, which we were all going to enjoy - there was no doubt about
that as 'ne of us' and Kym had informed the 'other one' and Lee!
We managed to get away by about 8:15am and it only took about thirty
minutes to get there, find a parking spot and the girls 'got into
it!' We wandered up and down the market and then started again before
'one of us' was reminded by the 'other one' that the shopping could
get a bit more expensive if we didn't leave - the parking ticket
I would get would add to the cost of the purchases. Obviously the
boys didn't want to leave (and if you believe that!), but they had
to.
From the markets we returned to Kingston and drove
along Summerleas Road looking for the house the niece or cousin Nikki
used to live in way back in 1988, however we didn't have a street
number, just a house name and search as we may, we couldn't find
it. Maybe the name had been taken down or we just didn't pass it,
but we tried, sorry Nikki.
Having driven the length of Summerleas Road, we
ended up out at Fern Tree so we just made a left turn and headed
off toward Huonville. This road took us straight, no that would be
a lie, it took us around an endless number of bends, twists and turns
but eventually we did make it into Huonville town centre. As there
was a Chickenfeed Shop in town, that was the first call and Lee walked
out with another arm full of essential goodies. Then we visited the
river foreshore parking area where we made a study of the
figures that have been carved out of old trees. (As seen from our
previous visit with Judy).
Lee then had his mind set on getting hold of a breast
or leg that we had seen in town, so to keep him happy we went back
to the 'Legs 'n' Breasts' chicken shop where he purchased a number
of them for our lunch, which was enjoyed down at the river foreshore
again.
From Huonville we headed south through Franklin,
Geeveston and Surges Bay (plus some others) to Dover which is a pretty
little town on the water. We then returned via a scenic route that
took us through Surveyors Bay and Police Point before coming back
onto the road we previously traveled near Geeveston. When we arrived
back at Huonville we turned south again and passed through Woodstock
and Cygnet before we stopped at Deep Bay to look for oysters and
have a cup of tea. We then continued down through Verona Sands, stopped
briefly at the monument near Gordon, then continued up the coast
through Middleton, Flowerpot, Birchs Bay and Woodbridge before calling
in to Kettering to watch the Bruny Island Ferry pull in to the dock
and discharge it's load of vehicles. We then made the final short
journey up to Snug and the caravan park, arriving at about 5:05pm.
We are now enjoying the desperately needed and well
earned liquid refreshment to give us the strength to tackle the chicken
and vegetables 'one of us' is preparing at this time. We need to
ensure we are well refreshed for tomorrows trip to Bruny Island so
will concentrate on re-hydrating ourselves tonight.. |

'The Shoppers' at the Salamanca Markets

Mother, Daughter and the Wood Chopper
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Sunday 11 April 2004
Today we started early again, first with a BBQ breakfast consisting
of bacon, eggs, sausages and toast. Fuel for a days work exploring
Bruny Island again.
We managed to get down to Kettering and line up for the car ferry
by 9:am. Then came a thirty minute wait until boarding at 9:30
for the fourteen minute ride over to the Island.
Once on Bruny Island we headed straight down south toward the
lighthouse at the south end of the island where the light house
stands high on a hill. On the way while passing through the little
town of Alonnah we saw a sign saying the local 'History Room'
was open so we stopped
and
called in to see what information this facility may be able to
provide. A volunteer working there was able to give us a huge amount
of information about Pam's convict great, great, great grandfather
and his family and we were able to photograph the pages that detailed
the history of the Grundy's on the Island and even gave a little
information about the parents of John Grundy
We then continued south to Lunawanna where we visited the local
cemetery where we believe John Grundy was buried, however there
are very few marked graves in this cemetery and we could not find
any sign of where John's grave is situated. We understand his house
was not far from this area, along with an area named 'Point Grundy',
however we think the house has been destroyed and we only drove
past the point.
After all this excitement we finally made it to the Lighthouse
that Samuel Grundy (son of John) worked as a lighthouse keeper.
The weather was not very good, in fact it rained all day and was
still sprinkling when we were there. Braving the weather we climbed
the hill to the lighthouse again and a few photographs were taken,
including one of Pam and Kym (descendents of John Grundy) at the
lighthouse.
From the lighthouse we headed up north via a road
over the top of the highest hill or mountain on the island. This
was quite interesting, particularly due to the rain and muddy road
we were traveling on. This took us to the township of Adventure
Bay where we stopped to have our lunch after finding a blackberry
bush and picking enough to go on the ice cream planned for sweets
tonight. Judy will relate to this very well.
When we left Adventure Bay we headed back up the island to the
ferry where we found a very long line of vehicles waiting to get
on the ferry. We had expected to catch the 4:pm ferry and arrived
at 3:30pn to find the ferry already pulling in to the dock. Unfortunately
we were too far back in the line to get this one so had to wait
another hour for it to return from that trip before we could get
our vehicle on board.
We eventually made it back to the caravan park after calling in
to a chicken shop to pick up a chicken to make the chicken and
sweet corn soup which is to be consumed before the blackberries
and ice cream.
Unfortunately Kym and Lee are leaving us tomorrow (another early
morning!) so our day will consist of taking them to the airport
and then start
the
pack
up
for moving up to Devonport the following day.
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An old convict and his wife
John and Mary
Grundy

Descendents of John & Mary Grundy
Great, great great grand daughter (Pam) and
great, great, great, great grand daughter (Kym)
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Monday 12th April 2004
No sight seeing today, but still a reasonably early morning to
get organised to take Kym and Lee to the Hobart airport for their
return trip back to Perth.
After a breakfast that consisted of hot cross buns and cups of
tea or coffee, we packed the luggage in the back of the Patrol
(which was still covered in mud from the Bruny Island trip) and
set out
at about 8:50am. This wasn't too bad as we were going to get them
to the airport for their 10:30am flight until they realised that
it was actually leaving at 10am, not 10:30am. Who didn't check
the tickets properly, well it depended on which one we were talking
to, however no harm done, we made it just before the required half
hour prior check in time of 9:30am.
Amazingly there weren't any visible tears, but they were floating
just under the surface of 'one of us' so after they boarded the
plane, we drove out to the airport access road and watched the
big red Virgin Blue aircraft fly off into the few clouds north
of the runway.
To keep the rears in and the chin up, 'one of us' needed to go
shopping so we headed back into Hobart where the local Myer Store
was open. Two pair of sneakers, an electric kettle, a fitted sheet
for the bed and a pair of slippers later the 'other one' managed
to get 'one of us' out of the store. (and still no tears.)
We then set off to Kingston where 'one of us' sat in the Patrol
while the 'other one' spent twenty minutes and eight dollars in
a car cleaning bay getting half of Bruny Island (in the form of
mud stuck on and under the Patrol) off the vehicle. It was a coincidence
I'm sure that there was a KFC next door and that 'one of us' just
happened to be hungry, so lunch was next in the agenda.
We eventually made it back to Snug at about 1:pm. Then came the
preparations for moving up to Devonport in the morning. 'One of
us managed to get all our washing clean and dry and the Patrol
cleaned out inside, while the 'other
one' replaced the false floor and returned the
fridges, BBQ, table and chairs etc to their traveling
positions in the Patrol. The annex was dismantled and stacked away
and the awning folded in, this was all done whilst carrying on
conversations
with
numerous other patrons of the caravan park about extremely important
issues (not sure what they were though).
That deserves a cold beer and as 'one of us' doesn't drink beer,
the 'other one' will just have to make up for her! However I'm
sure a glass of wine or two may pass her lips before the night
is out.
It does seem a little quiet now but we had a great time with Kym
and Lee here and now look forward to arriving in Canberra and spending
a few days with Travis and Lana when they fly over to join us there.
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Two of Kym's Favourite things in Tasmania

Cat and the Fiddle

Old Church at Port Arthur
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