Day 19/20

Woke up to the end of our sunshine, in rolled fat grey rain clouds, this time from the east. You can't beat the weather it seems. From Freycinet we drove to the small town of Bicheno to do some much needed laundry and pick up some more bread and milk. The fridge didn't like being parked in the sunshine for two days; most of the meat was defrosted and the milk was smelling a little ripe. Wewerenr sure of where to stop next so we just drove in a somewhat northerly direction. First through Douglas Apsley National Park, then through the town of St Marys and St Helens, then on to Binalong Bay. We were planning on staying the night if Binalong was nice enough but nothing really stood out so we continued on, hoping to reach Mount William national park in the north east corner of Tas before dark. Someone had recommended the Pub in the Paddock near the town of Weldborough so when we passed a sign for it we had to check it out. Nothing too amazing except you can buy a beer for the pig (a light one) and pay through the nose for a drink of your own. At the pub we asked if there was anywhere decent to camp nearby and the pub owner recommended somewhere near Halls Falls. As usual directions weren't too specific so we drove to Halls falls and then kept on going. We ended up camping down an old road that had been closed down, but by now we were deep into forestry plantation timber. Behind us was a decaying wooden bridge crossing a stream, all together it was a very creepy spot.
An uneventful night later we woke to more light rain and very cool temperatures. We drove through to Scottsdale for some fuel/water/meat and Easter eggs, then on to our final destination of Mount Wiliam National Park. We are right up the top corner of Tas, about 25m from the sea thankfully behind a dune, and as I type this the rain is coming in to match the howling wind. But I guess this is to be expected in Tasmania, part of the attraction is the ruggedness, and that goes with the fucking cold...