Today was another important part of our trip to Tasmania, when we went to the Port Arthur Historic Site, the location of the infamous Port Arthur convict Penitentiary, where our great great grandfather spent 14 years of his life, after which, he moved to the Northwest coast area of Tasmania, where he married and raised the first “Steven” family of Australians in the 1850’s …
At entrance of the historic site… and firstly we went on a cruise around Carnarvon Bay leaving from Mason Cove
The cruise crew, Terri, Maureen, Lee, Jeff, and Nola … Mason Cove and the Penitentiary
The grim looking Penitentiary building
Reading some of the stark history and the bleakness of the 4-storer building
The cells were only 4’ wide ….
The Penitentiary was devastated by fire in 1897 leaving only the masonry walls and barred windows … the exercise yard
The penal colony covered a huge area … whoops … “we are behind bars”
Maureen and Nola up above the Guard Tower
That concludes a nostalgic look into the often unmentioned part of our family’s intriguing history
Early Friday morning in Launceston and we going to Wynyard, the main mission of adventure in Tasmania
Launceston 8.30 am … and the green hills via Frankfort on the way to Devonport
More green rolling hills and then a refreshment break at Devonport … Terri and Maureen
Next stop Penguin (my choice) and the beautiful beach at Penguin
We all enjoyed visiting Penguin … Terri, Nola, me, Jeff, and Maureen
Penguin and I’m feeling quite at home
Near the beach there was a “Tardis” , and I’m in my elementWe are at our destination for the day and the main mission of our trip “Wynyard” … we are standing on the corner of “Quiggin & Moore St,” the site of the Hospital were our fathers were born … ironically now on the site there is an Aged Care Nursing Home, and we are happy to have found our true spiritual connection with our actual beginnings
On our way back home we stopped at Deloraine and go over the Meander River
The sun is setting and it’s time to head back to Launceston for a well earned sleep
3.40 am, and Frankie wakes me up 20 minutes before my ‘alarm’ was due to ring … good doggie… and between my sister and Frankie, I manage to catch the Airport bus on time … 90 minutes later I am at Melbourne airport…
Me and Terri waiting for departure … cousins Nola and Maureen
Another 90 minutes I’m finally on the plane with my 5 cousins, and up through the clouds we fly to Tasmania …
Up through the clouds we soar and above the clouds we fly
We see Tasmania through the clouds, and then approaching Hobart Airport Touchdown and we are in our hire carFirst stop was the historic township, Richmond. I did some wine sampling and cousin Terri checked out the Peppercorn Gallery The Richmond Bakery and the historic Richmond Bridge
We leave the picturesque Richmond village and head up to Launceston, stopping at Ross on the way … Nola in front of the rustic Ross Bakery … we liked the old fashioned Bakeries
Arrived at our accommodation in Launceston and go out for dinner at the Royal Oak Hotel, Jeff and Terri and the six of us cousins, where we all enjoyed fabulous hospitality
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Here are my “Short” poetic entries in Anthology:
Facades
Wearing your best vest Is not necessarily a truthful test A facade for a restless chest
Again
Summer’s golden plains And stormy rains Erase winter stains
After Twilight
Starry, starry nights Shine on, shine on bright Please stay, please stay within sight
Earthquake
I feel the earth quake Fracturing tears off my soul Tremors from my heart
Hail
Hailstones, hard as nails Falling frozen razor blades Storm’s icy sharp balls
Put another log on the fire, while I travel to Tasmania with the two Philadelphia girls and three other Aussie cousins … Thursday 27th April – Monday 1st May