TASSIE - DAY 6 - RICHMOND & MT WELLINGTON

So much for sleeping in yesterday. My dad stormed into our bedrooms this morning at 8:30am declaring that we all need to get out of bed. Well at least I got to sleep in one day on this holiday. I jump up and rush to the shower to wake up, followed by a nice breakfast.

We jump into the car and head over to the famous "Sunday Markets". I still don’t know why I am being dragged to these market places. This one was the worst of all. It was a trash and treasure market, meaning it was second hand junk that people didn’t want in their houses and wanted to throw out. To top it all the markets were scatted in the middle of a racecourse with horses running around. The only one that actually enjoyed this place was my brother. The rest of us were ready to leave when we arrived.

I think we spent less than half an hour here before jumping back into the car to head to the famous town of "Richmond". Richmond is a historic town filled with cobbles and hand made bricks. It used to serve as an important military post and convict station before becoming a major town in the 1830’s.

St Luke’s is the oldest Roman Catholic Church still in use in Australia.

St Luke's Church

Horse Carriage tour in Richmond

The Richmond Bridge over the Coal River was built by convicts out of locally quarried sandstone in 1823 and remains to be the oldest existing bridge in Australia.

Richmond Bridge - Built 1823

Richmond Jail

We grabbed our photos and settled into a bakery for some lunch. We managed to scoff down some home made pies and coffees. At this stage it was starting to sprinkle alittle so we decided to step on it and leave.

On the way back home we decided to stop at some random farms to buy more cherries and of course apricots.

Tassie Cherries

Once the farm fuss was over we decided to head to Mt Wellington. This is a 30-minute drive from our apartment. Mt Wellington is 1270 metres backdrop to Hobart. The views are stunning from up here. It’s a nice bird’s eye view.

Unfortunately by the time we got up to the top there was a lot of frost and we couldn’t take many pictures. But for anyone that goes to Hobart, Mt Wellington is a MUST. It was like minus five degrees up there. I couldn’t believe how cold it was.

Views from Mt Wellington:

After observing the beautiful views from above it was time to head back to the apartment to organize dinner and eventually start packing to return home.