Launceston, or ‘Launie’ as the locals call it, was the last town we visited on our Tasmanian adventure. We were arrived in the small town both surprised and delighted with its quaint old buildings and real steady charm.
After our long day of driving (and eating) we were a little sleepy so we went down for a little cheeky kip. When we woke up, we were ready to head out for dinner at the Black Cow Bistro which is the place to be you are in the mooooo-d for a delicious steak.
It must be the fresh country air and green grass that makes these steaks taste so good and literally melt in your mouth. The service was top notch and the guys really know their wines! I would definitely recommend a visit if you are in town!
♦ Picture from Black Cow Bistro ♦
In the morning we rugged up again and headed down to the Launie Markets which had all sorts of wonderful smells wafting from them!
Whilst this is small market, it had everything your heart could desire from fresh produce to local ciders, bread, pastries, pies and even paella! We ate a Japanese pancakes smothered in bonito flakes and kewpie mayonnaise…
And zucchini and feta pie from this cute little van!We also tried a coffee from Amelia Espresso which is coined as the best coffee in town – and yes I agree it’s pretty darn good!
After our visit to the markets, we also stopped in at the Cataract Gorge Reserve which is a huge parkland, about half the size of Central Park in New York.
At the entrance we were greeted by these gorgeous guys… And they made me feel guilty for always wearing shades of black and white with all their pretty coloured feathers.
When we got into the gorge I was taken aback for the spectacular views and gushing waterfalls. You can get a great vantage point of the cataract from the middle of the suspension bridge (can you spot me?)!
If you are scared of heights then be forewarned that it gets quite wobbly up there. Despite there being a sign on the bridge that says “Do not jump on the bridge”, people can’t resist the temptation (I may have done just a slight wiggle up there!).
You can also see the gorge while dangling on the longest single span chairlift in the world (308m). Again, if you are scared of heights I would suggest the walking tracks as the best way to soak in the scenery!
On our way back to the hotel we ran into one of the cutest parks I’ve ever laid my eyes on! City Park is filled with gorgeous old trees which were shedding shades of orange, yellow and red leaves.
And naturally, despite your age, when you are in a park and you see all these beautiful autumn leaves on the ground you do this…
And after I’d finished monkeying around… I went to visit the real monkeys in the Japanese Macaque Monkey enclosure which is a free little attraction in City Park.
There were three tiny baby monkeys which were extremely cheeky. I really wanted to jump over the petition and pack one in my bag to take home, but sadly the barrier was too high.
So that’s where my wonderful Tasmanian journey ends – I packed up my stuff minus a monkey friend and hopped back on the plane home to Sydney where the weather almost felt tropical at 17C degrees.
I now understand why everyone is making such a fuss about Tassie and I’m so happy this little island state is not far away because I can’t wait to be back again soon!