CAMPSITE # 74 - All tea'd out

Time always manages to fly by so quickly when you have company. Mum's four days were almost up and we had to return her back to the airport for her flight back to Brissie that night. One thing I already knew about my mother that has now been burnt into my brain for ever and ever is ... Boy that woman sure can drink some serious tea!!

Just woke up "Oh, time for a tea"


About to finish packing up camp and set off for our day's events "Oh, shall we just have a quick pot of tea before we leave?"


Just before lunch, during lunch and then again after lunch "Wouldn't a cup of tea go nice with lunch?!"

And so it continues.

We figured, there is no way more fitting to have as a final send off with my mum than to celebrate it with... (yep you guessed it) a pot of tea!! We got the 2 hour driving stint out of the way and headed towards Woolmers Estate. Here you can explore convict built buildings and venture through, my favourite, the National Rose Garden. 


Oh and of course, the first thing we had to do upon our arrival was make route to the cafe for a Devonshire Tea special... Mum's shout! Freshly made scones with homemade raspberry jam, whipped cream and a big pot of tea. It really was a treat and I have zero complaints about my mother's addiction to tea :)

Here's something I urge you to do. The next amazingly manicured, light and fluffy patch of green grass you see... drop everything and just lie down on it. Stretch your arms out and just enjoyed that grass that some very attentive gardener has put a hell of a lot of work into. There is nothing like lying on great grass on a beautiful day. The hardest part? Getting up!

After spending a lovely afternoon at Woolmers, we had an hour or so to kill before Mum had to make tracks to the airport. We took a drive to a town called Evandale, right near Launceston airport. Tom and I had driven through the town before and thought that it seemed quite quaint and charming. We spotted an 1850's old English pub called the Clarendon Arms Hotel, we thought we would sneak in for an early dinner of Beef and Guinness Pie. Once inside, we were told that we were there outside of kitchen hours and decided to just have a beer instead. 


Tom went for a little explore around the hotel, appreciating the extraordinary artwork on the walls and educating himself on its history. Turns out he was a little too well informed on the ongoings of that hotel, when the staff door into the kitchen swung open he spied a rat casually sniffing around on the kitchen benches.... a) I'm bloody glad the kitchen was closed and b) So that's what they're calling "Beef" nowadays?!?!

Site : Sisters Beach

Rating : 15 / 20

Facilities : Beach views. No tents allowed. Really quiet area. And some prison-like security system for the toilets, kind of concerning why they needed such high security measures but thankfully we never had to find out.