Monday 9th April, 2012
morning our way led to the 300 souls village Hyden. I made a short
visit at the Peoples Scape Sculptures which are metal sculptures
showing people by some kind of activity. Then we drove to the Wave
Rock, a 110 m long and 14 m high rock wave. The weather eroded the
wave out of the rock. Nice to watch it, but not spectacular. Then we
walked the Hyden Rock Walk to see other rock formations. On the hike
we saw from time to time Rock Dwelling Dragons (a kind of small
lizards) rush away. Then I saw sandalwood which is cultivated here in
the region. We got to Hippo's Yawn as I read the plan wrongly. The
rock really looked like a hippopotamus with open mouth. After this
short hike we drove to the Humps, a nearby rock hill. Here we visited
Mulka's Cave, a cave with rock paintings and hand prints from
Aboriginals. Then we made two short hikes. The Kalari Trail went at
the top of he Humps and beside some more rocks we had a amazing look
over the wide Australian country. Again and again I am fascinated by
the width of Australia. Back at the bottom we decided to walk also
the Gnamma Trail. It lead through the bush and then back to the
carpark. It was not as beautiful as the first hike.
we drove to Hyden and then to Kulin. A bit out of Kulin we saw a few
horses made by scrap metal. Here it is a kind of contest between the
farmers who creates the most original horse.
a short break in Kulin where we saw an Oldtimer museum from the
outside we continued to Wickepin. A bit outside we saw a sign to the
camping of Yealering. We decided to go there and, as yesterday, had
to pay in the hotel.
29th March, 2012
taking breakfast together we departed for Fremantle. The locals call
Fremantle Freo. The train brought us in 30 minutes to the
destination. We left the luggage in a backpacker which until lately
has been a youth hostel. A short look made me clear that it is not
the cleanest house. But it will be OK for two nights it.
has many old houses from the Victorian time. We walked through the
town without destination and looked around. We went to the old prison
and had a look at the exhibition. We did not want to make a tour
today. In the late afternoon we went along the shore to the harbour.
On the harbour entrance there is a light house on each side. We
observed two tugboats leaving the harbour and Dominik thought that
they would accompany a ship in to the harbour. We continued walking
as this would probably not be that soon. Later we we could see how a
war ship was tugged into the harbour. Freo has a big container
harbour. It got fresher and fresher as the the sun slowly was about to set and we
were glad about long clothes. At the shore promenade we enjoyed fish
and chips and the evening atmosphere.
7th March, 2012
the morning I went into the West Australia Museum to avoid the sun.
There are three different exhibitions: the first one is about mammals
and their development, the second one about the history of the
aborigines and the third one showed crystals from all over the world.
There was many interesting things to see and to learn. Shortly after
noon I went to the airport. Here I met Sandra which will join me for
the next four weeks at the west coast. In the evening we made
together a short walk to Northbridge and enjoyed the many lights in
27th February, 2012
the morning I went to Taroona to visit the Shot Tower. This sandstone
tower was once used to manufacture gun bullets. As reward for the
many steps I could enjoy the view to the sea and the surrounding
landscape. My next destination was MONA, the Museum of Old and New
Art. Everybody I met was enthusiastic about this museum. I inspected
the different objects until late afternoon. Some of them were even
from Swiss artists.
I still had some time, I went to the Alpenrail. Here a Swiss made his
dream true and created a paradise for his model railway. The railway
is laid out in front of the scenery of Eiger, Mönch and Jungfrau
(the three main mountains of the Bernese Alps). I learned that the
father of the owner emigrated in the sixties to Australia.
in Hobart I brought my car back, now I can sleep longer tomorrow.
24th February, 2012
at um 8:30am I entered the time machine which brought me to the year
1830. Tasmania was still called Van Diemen's Land and in Port Arthur
logger camps were build where convicts had to work. Starting 1833
repeat offenders from all Australia were moved here.
1840 more than 2000 convicts, soldiers and civil employees lived in
Port Arthur. After the transport of convicts to Van Diemen's Land
ended in 1853, mainly convicts with psychical or physical illnesses
stayed here. 1877 the camp was closed and many building abolished or
destroyed by bush fires. A few houses got sold and a small town named
Carnarvon developed. The stories told about this place led to the
first tourists coming at around 1920 to see the ruins. Hotels and
shops opened in the area and the place got renamed again to Port
Arthur. End of April 1996 another tragic chapter was added to this
historical place. A spree killer shot 35 people and another 19 got
hurt. Next to the ruin at the place of the massacre there is a water
filled block. I examined the compound in detail and is it was
imposing what all happened here.
the visiting all the buildings I drove towards Remarkable Cave.
According to two maps there should be a gravel road, but it was paved
until the end. What did I learn: do not always believe the map! I
wend down to the caves and could see how a bit of water flushed back
and forth. It was beautiful, even if it just was low tide.
I continued to White Beach. Here I made a long walk along the beach
and enjoyed the turquoise water.
visited the coal mines as I did not yet have enough Tasmanian
history. Here the convicts had to mine coal and also here there were
ruins to visit. On the way to the mines I saw an old friend: a black
and yellow bird. As I later learned this is a cockatoo. Konrad and I
saw already one in the Wilson Promontory National Park.
way led to Taranna. Here is the first animal park in Australia to
give the visitors an understanding of the Tasmanian devil. As I
reached the park the local birds got introduced. Soon the eastern
quolls got fed. Eastern quolls look like cats, but are related to the
Tasmanian devil. It was funny how fast they found their hidden food.
There was still some time until the feeding of the Tasmanian devils
which I was waiting for. The park also has kangaroos and wallabies,
but those I did not visit as I like them more outside in the wild.
The feeding was rough, they get the meat and fought about their food.
That is the reason for their name.