Capes, Convicts & Coming home
14 April 2018
Image:The Iron Pot and Mt Wellington welcomes us home.
After sailing 20,000 nautical miles and spending 13 years away from from Tassie we are now back from where we started to realise the place we actually left has all the values, community and environment we are now looking for in life - thats that old cliche.... the irony of leaving a place only to discover the place you left is the place you want too be!
The sail from Maria Island National Park via Port Arthur, (both 19th century penal settlements) across Storm Bay and into our home port of Hobart under 'the mountain' on the Derwent River was a wonderful experience. It's been such a long time since we'd sailed in Tasmania that everything seemed new, exciting and fresh, with just a dash of deja vu. A bit more irony, as I found that you need to leave a landscape to really appreciate just how truly stunning and beautiful it is in a local and global context.
After very warm and emotional catch ups with our families in Hobart, we are now anchored 'down the Channel' (the D'Entrecasteaux Channel) in one of Australia's most sheltered anchorages called the 'The Duck Pond' on Bruny Island as light rain gently falls on glassy tannin stained waters with Blue gums growing to the waters edge.
Check out the images of our trip from Maria Island NP to Hobart' - click on the image 'first light Port Arthur' under galleries to see other photos.