Day 46: Mt Field National Park to Copping

One advantage of a free camp is that they don’t regulate your arrival or departure times like caravan parks do (though I still don't understand why a four-hour gap between departures and arrivals is needed at a caravan park). We stayed till after lunch at Mount Field National Park. That gave us a rest morning, a rare thing. It was time to take in the visitors centre. Time for me to catch up a little on blogging. And the ability to make our own hot chicken rolls for lunch...yum!

This was a beautiful campsite,
the tall trees of the national park
were clearly in evidence here.

Strangely, during our time in southern Tasmania, we went through the town of Sorell four times. We stopped at the pictured grocery store three of the four times and stayed one night at their RV stop on the other visit. Organising our route for our month in the state wasn’t easy, because there are hardly any roads on the west, south-west, or north-east coasts, there’s no one way or easy loop to take to see Tasmania, so against our inclinations, we had to double back on some roads. This day, though was easy, as we were travelling in areas that have been long settled.

The view from our lodgings this night.

Our goal was David's cousin's place. He and David grew up near each other in Central Queensland, but we haven't seen him since our wedding over 25 years ago. A lot of water has gone under the proverbial bridge since then! There was much to catch up on. We stayed two nights in his guest room. It was the first time since Bega on Good Friday that we'd stayed in a real bed in a house.