Early morning start to catch a boat trip from Hobart docks down the eastern shore, and then back up the western shore of the Derwent River. This is the estuary to the South Pacific and Indian Oceans that run down (not literally) to Antarctica.
It was both a surprise and a joy to have the boat to ourselves - well apart from Captain Bird's Eye and the hostess with mostess!! We spent all our time in the bridge, talking with Cap'n Bird's Eye, looking out at the Fairy Penguins in the water and wondering why there were so many artillery batteries along the coast. I mean, Tasmania is hardly an important military asset!
After brunch in Salamanca Place we went to an art gallery in which one of the rooms has effectively been turned into an aviary. In this room are about five electric guitars fixed in a horizontal way so that Zebra Finches can perch on top of them and make music. This was quite surreal but undoubtedly 'arty'.
Bought some bits for our imminent camping trip to the North East coast and then home for Sunday afternoon papers and fresh Tassie cherries (the best).
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