A hard but gorgeous day. We started with a little coastal meander from Burnie via Penguin to Devonport. The hills had started already. Lunch was of course at a church on the top of a very big hill. They never build things in valleys over here.
Got the local goss on how to say Launceston. If you don't want to sound like a mainlander, say it Lonceston, not Lawnceston. There is no Lawn in Launceston.
Made the local `The Advocate' newspaper in Burnie. We may have to pay to get more publicity.
Actually didn't mind stopping for a flat in the group as the backdrop was snow capped mountains. The scenery and cool sunny day is as good as you will get anywhere. Feasts for the eyes but pain for the legs.
Am seeing a new class of roadkill. All things dead on the side of the road have thick fur coats.