My last night in Tasmania was spent at the Red Feather Inn in Hadspen, not far from Launceston.
I did get lost trying to find the Red Feather Inn but then I spent most of my week in Tasmania hopelessly lost. The Red Feather Inn however is worth discovering. The Inn is set amongst beautiful gardens and as a wedding photographer, it would be the perfect location for a wedding.
Lydia, the owner, served tea under the wisteria.
The lovely interiors.
The Red Feather Inn runs a cooking school and I would have loved to attend a class if I'd had the time. Instead it was back into the car for a drive over to Evandale.
Evandale is home to some beautiful buildings. The Uniting Church is one of my favourites.
So of course, I took loads of photos of it, both in colour
and black and white.
The stately Blenheim.
Another St. Andrew's Church, this time the Anglican church.
I visited Evandale twice, the second time in brilliant sunshine.
Then it was back into the car for the drive to Clarendon House.
Clarendon House looked much the same as my last visit over 20 years ago.
With a little bit of time left before my flight home I visited Josef Chromy Wines. There was no time for wine tasting but sufficient time to take a few photos.
It was a glorious day.
The modern restaurant, another great location for a wedding, looking out over the vineyard.
My last black and white images.
So there you have it, my week in Tasmania. I hope you enjoyed my travels.
See you all again next week,
Jillian
I have to say, the weather wasn't kind to me in Tasmania though the sun came out the last day or two of my stay, just to taunt me. In Hobart the weather was fickle to say the least. Bright sunshine one minute followed by a rain shower. The wind was pretty blustery as well and felt like it might have been coming straight from Antarctica!
I'd brought my film camera along with me and decided it was time to shoot some black and white film.
I parked the car in Battery Point and from Battery Point it's a short walk to Salamanca Place, the jewel in Hobart's crown.
I dropped into The Maker to see what was on display and noticed quite a crowd outside A Common Ground. On Saturday Salamanca Place is host to the Salamanca Markets.
I arrived pretty early just as the markets were setting up. Aren't these waratahs gorgeous?
As well as the usual suspects, there was some beautiful fresh produce on display.
I wanted to take handfuls of those baby leeks home with me.
If you keep walking you'll find yourself at St. David's Garden.
I'm always struck by the beauty of the grave stones embedded in the wall.
Do you remember me mentioning Lucaston Park Orchard?
Well this gentleman is from Lucaston Park and he was selling farm fresh apples and pears that day. What a face of character.
All that photography made me hungry so I left the markets with something to tide me over before making the drive up to Launceston. The cherry danish was a tasty as it looked.
I had one more place to visit before the drive north, the Royal Tasmanian Botanical Gardens.
I live in an apartment so whenever I get the chance, I love to walk through a beautifully planned garden.
The Royal Tasmanian Botanical Gardens are such lovely peaceful gardens.
A lovely water feature.
Some black and white images for you.
The conservatory was filled with orchids the day I visited.
Fields of green.
A burst of colour for you.
If you're in need a food fix, here's my latest Delicious Bites column for decor8, a spiced pumpkin layer cake with maple cream cheese icing right in time for Thanksgiving.
I still have loads of images to share with you from my trip. Next time I'll take you along the Heritage Highway to Hadspen, my last stop in Tasmania.
See you all again,
Jillian
Tasmania trip continued....Unable to do my walk to Wineglass Bay I found myself in the car heading towards Hobart. I hadn't been to Hobart in a long time and hadn't planned to visit for another day or so there I was without a map, a GPS or a plan of any kind. I kept driving in the general direction of Sandy Bay, until I found the motel where I'd booked a nights stay later that week. I explained my situation, asked for a map and directions towards MONA and the lovely receptionist gave me the best directions ever. Soon I was heading towards Glenorchy, where MONA is located.
MONA is the Museum of New and Old Art. Now in an ideal situation I would have caught the ferry to MONA to best appreciate the building but without internet access that couldn't be done so driving there was the next best thing. The MONA website actively discourages driving due to limited parking but as a resident of Sydney's Eastern suburbs where anything less than a 15 minute walk from the car is considered a close park, parking was a breeze. The walk up all those stairs from the ferry is far more challenging that the walk from the car park.
MONA is located next to the Moorilla Estate so you drive in past the vineyard then walk past the restaurant and the rooster on the way to the museum.
MONA is the sort of place you'd expect to find in Sydney or Melbourne. I'm not a modern art aficionado but visiting MONA is an experience and something you just have to do when you're in Hobart.
With a bit of time to kill before driving back to Buckland I drove over to Battery Point, a very scenic and historic part of Hobart where I stayed last time I was in Hobart.
I loved walking the streets taking photos during the sunny breaks in the weather.
I stopped at Jackman & McRoss for some lunch, a lamb and rosemary pie, before driving back to Buckland. Why Buckland, you may ask? Buckland, about an hour's drive from Hobart, is home to Brockley Estate, where I stayed for a few days.
After I booked I found another friend had stayed there late last year and rated Brockley as the highlight of her trip. As I drove in, I was greeted by some inquisitive sheep including this merino ram.
Brockley is run by Julian Roberts and his wife Chaxi, with Chaxi presiding in the kitchen.
After I arrived I took a walk around the property before exploring the house. I stayed in the marble bedchamber and I had the run of the house the first night, which is furnished in the style of a comfortable English country house. I enjoyed poached eggs for breakfast washed down with Lucaston Park apple juice and I was so well fed I couldn't eat another morsel until dinner that night.
I was lucky enough to stay there 2 nights and on the 2nd night I took part in one of Brockley's special dinners, which was the highlight of my trip.
Brockley would be a marvellous venue for a food photography workshop, so if that's something you like to do, I'm sure it could be arranged.
I have loads more images of Hobart to share with you but they can wait until next week. See you later in the week with some baking.
Bye for now,
Jillian
