The drive around Binalong Bay to Eddystone Point was absolutely stunning. The fiery orange lichen on the rocks and km after km of white sandy beaches makes it clear why the Bay of Fires is one of the world’s best beaches. The water is the most vivid turquoise, and the rocks are covered with their orange, fiery splashes. I stopped on the way to Eddystone Point and set up a picnic on the beach. I had the beach totally to myself. After my whining about the weather in Port Arthur, today would have made Miriam reach for her hanky to do some serious flapping and fanning. It was 28C on the beach, and there was just me and the seagulls.
It got a wee bit windy, so I packed up and drove along a bit to the peaceful beach at Cozy Corner. Had a lovely couple of hours reading a gory crime novel. Between convicts and murderers, I will probably be awake all night, but I am sure a couple of glasses of lovely Tasmanian wine will help.
Sleeping under the stars 