Up and out early (I really didn’t want to spend any longer than necessary in the hostel) and on my way to Cradle Mountain. I knew this was apparently one of the ‘must see’ areas of Tasmania and it seemed a fitting way to spend my last full day here. As a result I was expecting some stunning scenery – what I wasn’t expecting was the stunning weather to go with it. It’s fair to say that this part of the state has a reputation for appalling conditions at times, but there were no sign of them while I was there. Blue skies, hot sunshine and gorgeous views – very much a recipe for success in my book.
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