The Tasmanian Odyssey, Part One - The Huon Valley.

So we arrived in sunny Hobart with the minimum of fuss, picked up our wheels/home for the next two weeks and headed south. Giddy with anticipation, in only the way you can be on the first day of holidays when you have the entire stretch of days ahead of you! The sun was shining and life was very very very good. Fast forward 24 hours, and you would have found us squashed into the back of the camper van whilst the boys bounced off the walls, silently mouthing "what the hell have we done??!!" whilst small bits of sleet were pelting from the heavens and bouncing off the windows of the van! Today, thankfully, the weather has improved and we have loved exploring this gorgeous place. We've petted alpacas, played in several parks in tiny country towns, visited a sheep dairy , drank wine and eaten cheese and all manner of lovely treats. Tonight, as we lay down our heads meters from the gentle waves that caress the shore of the d'Entrecasteaux channel