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OK, I stand corrected... there is ONE time of the year when Hobart lets its hair down. Between Christmas and the New Year, for the Annual Sydney to Hobart Yacht Race. This is the 57th race. Looks like a Sydney yacht won this year. http://www.sail-world.com/sydne tohobart/
The Cafe On Battery Point
Minutes from Salamanca, you'll find this Hobart 'Institution'.
Mummy's Cafe was established in 1975 as Hobart's first late-night Cafe.
Located in the Heart of Historic Battery Point. It's a 65 seat Cafe / Restaurant that spills out onto the street at the slightest hint of spring.
Seated among some of Hobart's most intriguing early architecture, Mummy's is the original and now a fully Licensed Cafe Restaurant with its own, light, modern style of cuisine.
Open Monday thru Saturday Day from 8am till late, and Sundays from 10am to 10pm.
I stumbled into this restaurant just after 10pm after my mate took me on a wild goose chase along Great Sandy Road, hungry and desperate for dinner. Luckily, the folks at the cafe were so kind to accommodate the wishes of 2 very famished travellers. We were the last customers of the day and the staff were beginning to pack up the place as we wolfed down our dinners appreciatively! I recalled I had the Pasta Of The Day - a cream-sauced seafood thingy. Excused me for being vague - I was so hungry that anything was manna, and this being circa 2000.
Anyway, this cafe was the saviour of the night considering everythings shuts down in Hobart after 9.30pm (save for the pubs)!
Mt Wellington is standing tall behind the city. From the summit, you will have spectacular view of Hobart city. in winter there will be snow cover the summit. I was there in May and there was snow as well.
Easy way to get there is by Mt Wellington Shuttle bus service which can be booked at the visitor center. There are 2 operating companies to the summit, one costs $25 and another one cozts $20. Everything is exactly the same except the time to reach the summit.
If you are fit enough, you can get the metro bus route 48 or 49 to the foothills of Mt Wellington and walk up there.
HUON TRAIL - Apple Museum
Some of the best apples are produced in Huonville.
The Apple & Heritage Museum is a former apple packing shed. The displays and take you back to history.
There are up to 500 different apples in season.
We can see the museum staff demonstrating the use of an early apple peeler and corer.
That Little Cottage Town Called Richmond
This was the first place outside of Hobart I visited in 2000. I returned for a second visit (and a better look) in 2004.
A quick history: First explored in 1803 by Lieutenant Bowen, the area was called "Sweetwater" after the arrival of settlers. The discovery of coal along its banks caused the river to be named the Coal River, and the town itself (officially named by Lt Gov. William Sorell on February 23, 1824), was so called as the 90 acres on which it was established had once been part of a property called "Richmond Park". During the early years, Richmond was an important police district and the first part of the Gaol was built in 1825, five years before port Arthur. The bridge, built in 1823 (now the OLDEST standing bridge in Australia), enable easier movement of military, police and convicts between Hobart and Port Arthur, as well as the transport of goods. When Sorell Causeway opened in 1872, this traffic no longer passed through Richmond and helps to preserve the town as it was one hundred years ago.
Richmond is a genuine (BUT BE-WARNED: TOURISTY) village of slate and cobbles, handmade brick and mellow stone, cottages and manors. Set aside your prejudices and wander streets lined with sandstone buildings that now serve as showplaces for the best of Tasmania's fine art and crafts. There are quaint tearooms serving Devonshire teas and all kinds of delicacies, old fashioned sweets and baked delights, while a Georgian mansion offers fine fare.
Go to the Tourist Office and get a walking map of Richmond. Most folks will eventually made their way to the Bridge and the River. Feed the ducks or spend some quiet time lying on the grass, nary a care for the world.