Well the brew was quiet good managed to down a few Porters with my meal. We booked the meal here before we left Perth and the restaurant was set up with 3 tables and place cards. Once seated for dinner we realized that one couple was missing. The buzz went around the tables and checking with staff we found that they checked in. Another couple had also sighted them on the beach. The meal was delayed a short while to allow them to show up but they didn’t. Calls to their mobile were unsuccessful. The meals were served along with theirs. Someone went off to check their room but they were not there but their bike was. We figured they may have caught a taxi into town as they have been doing their own thing on many occasions. If they didn’t show up in the morning we’d sent out the cavalry. Next morning they appeared all bright and bushy tailed unaware of the concern. If appears they had dinner with another couple in their chalet forgetting they had already booked a meal.
On the road again an the sky is relatively free of cloud but there is a slight chill in the air. We traveled mostly on the A3 Tasman Highway today. The road if quite good and bendy rather than twisty. We head for Bicheno for an early morning tea and the motorcycle museum. I stop at the Blue Edge Bakery for a coffee. The presentation is this shop was fantastic as was the service. The coffee and egg ‘n’ bacon roll was second to none, if you are passing drop in (here ends the unpaid advertorial). I didn’t stop for the museum but continued on my merry way.
The road runs along beside the sea and you can see various islands. At one point there is a beach called Spiky and on the right is Spiky Bridge.
“Spiky bridge is part of an old convict built road which connected Swansea with Little Swanport and the east coast road to Hobart.”
“The reason why ‘spikes’ were incorporated in the design remains elusive, however. Did they serve a structural purpose such as strengthening the lime mortar capping, were they to prevent cattle straying off the edge, or were they just a folly of Lafarelle’s? [Bridge Builder]”
The route was to take us back to the Riverfront Motel at Glenorchy via Richmond. Since I had been through there on Sunday I decided to head straight on to Hobart and find a motorcycle shop and buy some winter gloves.