April 2025 - Cradle Mountain

This Cradle Mountain adventure was one out of the box. Many thanks to Caroline for persisting with organising our motley crew following the difficult initial decision to defer our original plan to visit in May 2024 due to the lousy weather forecast. Instead we opted for 2025 and a little earlier in the year, when there would be a greater likelihood of dryer weather and a high likelihood of seeing the famed "turning of the fagus".

We booked two eight bed cabins at Waldheim Cabins and sensibly decided to limit our numbers to 6 pax per cabin, to give us more room. As a bonus, we discovered on arrival that Karana1 and Karana2 cabins are actually conjoined, so that communication and getting together as a whole group would be very easy. There were twelve adventurers: Caroline, Warren, Wayne, Gerwyn, Bob, Maryanne, Kat, Philip, Lyn, Fin, Di and David.

For several of us the journey started before our arrival date, as we took opportunities to visit friends and family on the way up or in the North or NorthWest. This was a good way to break up the long drive from Hobart to Cradle. [Side note: 3 out of our 6 vehicles on this trip were electric, yay!].

Day 1 - travelling to Cradle Mountain

Di, David and Maryanne had their first drama when leaving Maryanne and Michael's cosy shack at Miena. 200m down the bumpy dirt road, driver Di was remarking how clear the back window was. Suddenly we realised that the back door was in fact OPEN, and bags of our precioius gear were lying on the road behind us! There was a quick halt and a run back to pick them up (we were very lucky that there was no traffic and no damage) and when we drove back to the shack to check we found yet another bag had fallen out only metres into our trip(!). We figured we hadn't closed the back door properly...

Some of us caught up over lunch at Sheffield - the Epicurean Cafe was a nice find, with good coffee and snacks. We all twelve rendezvous'ed at the Cradle Mountain Visitor Centre at 3pm, where we quickly realised it was time to start putting on the woollies! We registered our vehicles at the desk and the drivers supplied their national parks passes to the staff. We were then told the rules for how we could drive into the national park, as most vehicles are excluded for road safety reasons. We were to wait at the first bus stop inside the park, and then when a Cradle visitor bus came past, up to three vehicles at a time could slipstream behind it. This arrangement gives the cars protection from oncoming traffic on these very narrow and winding roads. The system works very well, we found.

We found that there was room for our 6 vehicles to park at our large double cabin, and we unloaded our gear. Most of us had opted for a linen pack to be supplied, and we found that these were ample, with the supplied doona being quite cosy. Unfortunately one of the packs was missing, so it was lucky that Fin had thought to bring her own bedding just in case! Caroline had arranged for a distribution of bodies between the two cabins based on night time snoring propensity, haha. We found the cabins simply but comfortably appointed, with an unexpectedly large fridge, and proceeded to settle in with a cup of tea and/or a beer.

Scouts checked out the nearby toilet and shower blocks, and a little picnic table with a view wasn't far away either. Enthusiastic discussions started about which short walks we would pick for the following day, which was forecast to be cool with a slight chance of light showers.

The final decision was to walk to Crater Lake, then down to Wombat Pool (3 and 7 on the above map). Some walkers would come back to the cabin along the Lake Lilla track (5), while others would go on to Dove Lake (1) and decide on next steps from there.

We had our first group meals. One cabin enjoyed spaghetti bolognese, the other butter chicken. Of course there were side dishes and desserts, and as usual we had over-catered and the quantities were large.

Day 2 - walks

We all set off at 9.30am, well equipped with layers for the weather and the terrain. What a jolly group we make! Thanks to Kat for most of these fab photos from today.

Signing into the register:

We crossed the wombat plain with great anticipation.

The track to Crater Lake was in good condition.

Very soon we were walking through fagus in its autumn colours, and Crater Lake was just beautiful.

When we climbed up to the exposed saddle overlooking Dove Lake and Wombat Pool, the wind was bitter but the views were spectacular (Lake Lilla in foreground, Dove Lake in background).

We turned left to descend the Wombat Pool Track. There was a nice lookout over Dove Lake in one direction, and Wombat Pool in the other.

We continued down the track towards Wombat Pool, there were some steep sections.

Wombat Pool is a perfect little tarn, it would be a great destination for walkers who don't have much time in the park.

We descended further to the Lake Lilla track, and at that point some of us headed back to base to relax. The others continued on to the display centre at Dove Lake, with some choosing to return to the Ronny Creek bus stop on the bus, while the fitter members completed the Dove Lake circuit.

Dinner this evening was again a feast. One cabin had massaman curry, the other rich beef cheeks, again with big desserts.

Day 3 - walks

This day dawned with clear sunny skies, how lucky are we! Sadly, Kat and Philip had to return home today, leaving ten of us. Three plans emerged. One was to have a quiet day, walking to the Visitors Centre along the boardwalk (Maryanne). The next was to walk to Dove Lake, do the circuit but also climb up to Lake Wilks, recommended by Philip as a pretty hanging tarn (Di and David). The other seven decided to walk to the Twisted Lakes, with the option of taking on Hansons Peak.

Dove Lake circuit:

The viewing centre at Dove Lake offers panoramic views over the Lake, and interpretive facts about the original inhabitants and the natural features.

It was incredible to see, both here and at the visitors' centre at the edge of the park, that even on a Tuesday in autumn after the school and public holidays had finished there was still a steady flow of serious walkers and casual walkers (tourists). Of course the fagus was a great drawcard, particularly for the locals.

Lake Wilks:

The track diverting off the Dove Lake circuit and leading up toward the Face Track was well groomed for about a third of its length, then became steep and more challenging.

There was a sweet little bridge over a pristine little creek.

Lake Wilks was worth seeing, a quiet little hanging tarn sitting tantalisingly close to the Face Track which runs below Cradle Mountain. It was surrounded by colourful fagus and the views down over Dove Lake from there were great.

Twisted Lakes:

Caroline, Warren, Wayne, Gerwyn, Bob, Fin and Lyn decided on a quiet hike heading east of Cradle to Twisted Lakes. This trail promised magical alpine tarns, demanding ascents and descents and delightfully different perspectives on the lakes and mountains including a brilliant display of autumn fagus.

We headed off at 10am from the visitor centre at Dove Lake and after the Glacier rock lookout we forked left onto the Lake Rodway track. The track climbed steadily, traversing Mt Campbell and going over a landslip, providing distant views of Marions lookout and the Walls of Jerusalem peaks some 30km away.

We turned left onto the Twisted Lakes track and descended into the valley on a rougher track with some steep exposed rockfaces. We were rewarded with great views of Lake Hanson although never reaching it. The track skirts the edge of two small tarns where we decided to have lunch.

After lunch, five of us returned the same way and two (Lyn and Fin) went on to climb the slope for a view of the Twisted Lakes perched on the ridge of Little Horn and Hansons Peak.

We decided to make the detour to Artists Pool via a lovely archway of Fagus. The pool is fringed by ancient pencil pines and well worth the extra 40 minutes walk.

From here we turned back along Lake Rodway track, ascending steadily to the summit of Hanson Peak at 1185m, named after a 16 year old trapper who perished from exposure nearby. The peak provides a fantastic panorama of the surrounding countryside in all directions including a view through the dip of Cradle Mountain.

From here it was a steep descent with lots of rock scrambling assisted by lengths of very strongly anchored chain.

to meet back at the junction and complete the loop.

We were back at the Visitor Centre around 4pm to catch the bus back to the lodge. We all agreed it was a lovely day of walking in this beautiful alpine wilderness!

Wombat plain:

The boardwalk track running from the Ronny Creek bus stop back to Waldheim was pock marked with wombat burrows, and most people walking along it encountered at least one healthy looking wombat placidly chewing on the undergrowth.

Waldheim Forest Walk:

Di and Fin visited the historic Waldheim Chalet nearby, with Philip providing interesting background stories about his great grandfather's connections with the Weindorfers. We walked the magical little Forest Walk, which only takes about 20 minutes. Recommended.

This evening the original plan had been to drive out to the Peppers Cradle Mountain Lodge for dinner. But the challenge of driving the narrow road at night combined with the fact that we had mountains of leftover food in our cabins persuaded us to stay home. We got together for pre dinner drinks and yarns, before heating up our yummy mains and desserts.

Day 4 - leaving Cradle Mountain

We all packed up and made our way out of the park, once again the vehicles tucking in behind the next bus to come along the road. Lyn and Bob squeezed in another couple of short walks neat the Cradle Mountain Lodge - Enchanted Walk and King Billy track.

Aurantiporus pulcherrimus

Camponella olivaceonigra

Several of us visited the Wilderness Gallery at Cradle Mountain Hotel. The permanent exhibition of Olegas Truchanas and Peter Dombrovskis photographs is important and well worth seeing. There are also several galleries showing off work by other artists. A movie theatre is showing Wildness, a tribute to Truchanas and Dombrovskis.

What a wonderful few days in this beautiful and tranquil place. We all feel privileged to be able to enjoy it, and in the jolly and supportive company of good friends.

A few camp notes for next time:

- there is very little mobile phone connection at the Waldheim Cabins

- the cabins do not have easy chairs so BYO if you want any chill out time

- BYO bed linen — or a sleeping bag and pillow at least - in case the ordering system falls short… (or ring up before the trip to check on the totals)

- consider grouping sleepers by temperature preferences rather than snoring propensities — we found some diversity in needs…

- for us grownups, and couples as well, two people to a room might be preferable to three…

March 2025 - Fluted Cape, Bruny Island

The March 2025 walk was the Fluted Cape track on Bruny Island. Thanks to Wayne for organising the walks and then putting together this report.

There ended up being seven walkers on the day after several walkers withdrew at the last minute. Get well soon Kat, we missed you!!

Four walkers, being Bob, Caroline, Gary and Angie day tripped over on the ferry on Friday morning. Summa, Gerwyn and Wayne came over on Thursday and camped at the Neck Campground on Thursday and Friday nights.

The walk was scheduled for 11:00am to enable the day trippers to get to the ferry and down to Adventure Bay. After the obligatory coffees were procured on the way, the walk commenced just after 11:00am. It was a marvelous day for a walk with sunshine, no rain and a mild breeze coming off the sea.

At a track junction part way to Grass Point, the walkers split up, with Caroline, Gary, Summa, Gerwyn and Angie heading anti-clockwise to Fluted Cape, while Bob and Wayne headed clockwise to Grass Point. When they reached Grass Point, Bob and Wayne had a small rest and chat, to prepare for the steeper part of the trail ahead. Bob had only planned to complete part of the Fluted Cape climb, as part of his rehab from recent health issues, so we started the upward slog, utilising every good vantage point to enjoy the scenery, have a rest and gather our breath.

Part way up the climb Bob decided it was time to turn around, go back to the Pennicott cafe for a coffee, then find a good place to read a book while waiting for the rest of us to reappear.

Wayne continued the climb, having lots of rest stops, sorry scenery stops along the way. The scenery on the water consisted of Pennicott boats, with some seabirds on the wing and on the water, plus numerous swallows darting all around. We met up on Saturday with some people from a Friday Pennicott cruise who had spotted a whale on their cruise. Lucky buggers!!

Wayne met the other walkers towards the end of the Fluted Cape climb. After a chat, most of them continued down the path toward Grass Point, however Gerwyn joined Wayne and continued the climb to the top of the track.

While enjoying the scenery we met up with a Japanese tourist who was cycling around the state and we had a chat. The others had previously met the tourist near the top of the track. He was taking his time to appreciate the great scenery, which we often take for granted.

After reaching the top we headed inland and gradually meandered our way down the track towards the junction at the bottom, then headed back towards the Pennicott cafe to meet the others. The cafe was preparing to close, when we arrived, however we were able to get a Valhalla Choc Top, which Wayne thought was a much better option than a tea, coffee, hot or iced chocolate etc.

After we finished at the cafe, Bob and the daytrippers headed back to catch the ferry to mainland Tasmania. Summa, Gerwyn and little old Wayne headed back to our camp at the Neck Campground, where we indulged ourselves in a lovely dip to rest the sore leg muscles in the water after our long walk. Surprisingly, the water was very pleasant, probably something to do with the amount of warm water heading down the east coast of Australia from the tropics. Personally, Wayne will be glad when the East Australian Current reaches Cockle Creek, because even in summer, the water in the sea can be freezing there.

After our dip we retreated back to camp, lit the firepot to enjoy the rest of the afternoon, while we plotted a less energetic walk for the following morning before we headed back to the ferry and home.

We had decided on the Cape Queen Elizabeth track, for convenience, but didn't want to climb the hill to get over to the arch. With the tide too high to walk around Mars Bluff to Moorina Bay and the arch, we settled for the shorter walk past Big Lagoon to Neck Beach. No swimming there, as it was a colder day with a shower or two. Still it was a nice walk that didn't stress the tired legs and muscles from Fluted Cape too much.

The oystercatchers were also enjoying a quiet day at the beach.

After the walk we climbed in our vans and prepared to head to the ferry and farewell Bruny Island. All in all, a successful time on Bruny Island for the walkers and campers.

February 2025 - Mt Roland, Stoodley Forest and Mole Creek Caves

Eight of us ventured into the northwest of Tassie to take on Mt Roland at the end of February. This beautiful icon of the Sheffield area had been beckoning to us for ages, and we were excited to finally make the trip.

Geologist Ken McQueen: "Mount Roland is an imposing monolith with a majestic presence at the north-western edge of Tasmania’s central plateau. It has an elevation of 1,234 m above sea level and stands 10 km southeast of the small town of Sheffield in northern Tasmania. The mountain is composed largely of conglomerate, a sedimentary rock formed in large rivers or alluvial fans. On the very top and behind the frontal peak there are also some overlying sandstones. The conglomerate is siliceous (quartz-rich), very hard and resistant to erosion and chemical weathering".

The intrepid walkers were Lyn (our excellent organiser), Bob, Janet, Di, David, Maryanne, Kat and Philip. We drove up in three vehicles on a sunny Tuesday, taking separate routes. Some of us met at Mountain Mumma cafe in Sheffield for lunch (lambs fry, anyone?), then the whole group convened at the carpark for the introductory event of our trip, the Stoodley Forest Walk.

This was a little adventure in itself, as the signage both to get there and for the forest walk was pretty poor. Google Maps will get you there. We discovered that this area is now on the edge of the Wild Mersey Mountain Bike network of trails. Luckily we had a good RideWithGPS map to help us find a walking trail, and we trundled down the valley through old plantings of exotic trees mixed with natives.

Our trail wound down to the creek at the bottom, then looped back up the other side of the valley.

On this trail we didn't find any of the historic railway infrastructure mentioned on the website, perhaps that was located on a level trail around the top: "An easy walk through an arboretum established by the early forestry industry and partly follows the Railton-Roland train line which closed in 1957 and had a station at Stoodley. It is also the site of one of the region’s first sawmills – built in 1854 on nearby Red Water Creek. The original wooden water trough, from the early 1900s, was a regular stopping place for horses and riders and for traction engines to top up their boilers".

They could have offered us an actual map showing the locations (now there's an idea). Anyhow, our loop walk felt like an easy warm up for tomorrow's assault on Mt Roland.

With a quick stop at the Sheffield Hotel's bottle shop for some refreshing ales, we drove to the Gowrie Park Wilderness Village, where we checked into our three cabins. These were nicely placed in a fairly private circle, so we could chat to each other from our balconies, nice!

We had a barbecue for our first dinner, at a large table near the camp office. Lyn had carefully organised us to bring the usual surplus of salads and cakes! Yummo.

Mt Roland: "Its dolerite cliffs appear impregnable"... On Wednesday morning we set out early, at 8am, thinking we should allow plenty of time, even though walk descriptions assured us that the walk from ONeills Rd was "moderate" difficulty and would take only 4-6 hours. The weather was perfect, dry and not too hot. Seven of us drove to the carpark and registered.

Soon we were down to six in number, and the walk was very pleasant along a vehicle-wide trail for several kilometres through quiet bush and past little creeks and damp rainforest-y areas.

We declined to take the turnoff to Mt Van Dyke.

The trail rose slowly, until a strong bridge over ONeills Creek signalled the start of the serious climbing.

A long staircase rose on the other side of the bridge and it was a steady climb for several kilometres after that. This was through damp rainforest, with some tall old trees, ferns and massive boulders to admire.

We appreciated some nice new-looking sections of timber steps. There was another turnoff to Mt Van Dyke at the top of this climb, with a timber platform for a rest stop, and we turned left here towards Mt Roland.

Here we enjoyed some decent stretches of duckboard, which made for easy walking over what was now a slow and steady continuous climb.

We reached a nice timber platform with a picnic table, with a great view over towards Mole Creek.

Here we stopped for a snack and a drink and then continued on. Unfortunately from here on the trail was difficult walking, with large boulders that needed to be carefully navigated. We were basically rock hopping for a couple of kilometres and it was still uphill.

Three of us called it quits not far from the turnoff for the final scramble to the top. Three continued on, and turned left at the final turnoff.

They found the rock scramble quite difficult. The rocks were large and there was not much of a marked trail at that point. Maryanne did a great job with her new knee. Two made it right to the top - well done Lyn and Kat!!!

We retraced our steps back to the picnic table lookout, and finished off our lunches. Then there was the return walk, which felt endless. We were all very tired when we finally made it back to the starting point - the 17.4km walk (with uphills of 876m) had taken us a little over eight hours! Rehydration was badly required, beer and cider helped a great deal, also treatment with ibuprofen and panadol was very beneficial, haha.

A great treat that evening was an excellent chicken curry, rice and salads, followed by apple cake with homemade icecream, which was all kindly delivered to our door by fab local caterer Charlotte. Bob captured Mt Roland Tassie's Uluru!) in the sunset:

On the Thursday we visited the Mole Creek caves, starting with the King Solomons Cave tour at 10.30am. Tour guide Shannon was great, and the stalactites, stalagmites, curtains and pillars were beautiful.

We had a quick lunch in Mole Creek and a look around the village.

Then we were off to Marakoopa Cave, where we helped the staff work out our ticketting (confusion reigned), and we were guided around this beautiful cave by Angela. The Marakoopa cave is less claustrophobic than King Solomon's and features underground rivers and glow worms, excellent. Our final dinner was at Sheffield Hotel, where the food was fine and the service was friendly but not very professional (a couple of complaints were made, ahem).

On the Friday we decamped early for "second breakfast" (or coffee) at Mountain Mumma, after which we all headed home on our separate ways. Thanks to everyone for another laughter-filled getaway.