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           2019                                    G’Day From

           15th,

           May

           |                                       Downunder
           EXAMINER                                Mike Bowen With all The Latest From Irish-Australia





           IRISH  am back at my desk and joining animal bodies anywhere in the  small interesting towns such as  Mount Roland.  mal that has a bad repetition is


              thedots,comparingthe similari-  world as I saw on this visit.  Dingle, Blarney, Kinsale, Adare,  My wife’s favourite pastime  the Tasmania Devil, which in
            Ities ofTasmaniaandIrelandafter  I must have seen at least a  New Ross, Greystone’s and  is walking and it doesn’t matter  actual fact is rather tame and
            my spell there over the last few thousand plus, though I am not  many more, there are also  if it’s in Tassie, Morocco, Rio,  only growls when eating.
            weeks.                      sure if it is the fault of drivers or  many interesting little towns in  Dingle, Paris or anywhere else,  Maybe it’s because he is called a
              I was reminded on my jour-  the fact that the animals haven’t  Tassie as it’s called by the  she just likes the wild country  Devil that puts the fear of God
            ney what Ireland’s roads were  been taught how to cross the  Australian mainlanders, such as  walks most, such as the Mt  in everyone, I suppose the poor
            like back in the late 1960s and  roads?                  Burnie, Longford, Sheffield - a  Roland track.           Devil’s looks don’t help him to
            early seventies as I travelled the  While Ireland has its magnif-  town of murals, St Helens and  Her favourite food is the  have many friends either.
            back roads of this beautiful part  icent iconic places and scenic  St Marys all on the north. Then  freshest Tassie Oysters. So  Oh, I nearly forgot to men-
            of Australia.               attractions, so does Tasmania.  in the south there is Geeveston,  when in Tassie, she is in heaven  tion the rains in Tassie, how
              For those of you who      In spite of the very sad history of  Richmond and Swansea, where  with the walking tracks and  could I? Yes the rains there
            haven’t read my last article,  Port Arthur, it has become a  just a few miles off the beaten  some well-worn tracks to where  almost made me feel homesick,
            Tasmania is the most southerly  huge attraction for visitors seek-  track in a place called Dolphin  the freshest oysters can be  boy oh boy when it rains there it
            state of Australia and not  ing information on the tragic  Sands we bought a few fresh  found. My equivalent to that is a  rains bucket loads. I just closed
            attached to the mainland; it was  events that took place there all  dozen oysters straight out of the  nice cosy bar that has a great  my eyes and I could swear, I
            a penal colony too hosting  those years ago.             bay at the Ian and Cassie   pint, a blazing fire and a good  was in the middle of Patrick
            many Irish in day’s long gone  Port Arthur is now a beauti-  Melrose Oyster Shack. These  sing song.              Street, Cork in the middle of
            by.                         ful place of peace of tranquillity  oysters just melted in our  Even though Tassie is an  winter.
              It is about the same size as  with wonderful surroundings, a  mouths and put a glowing smile  island state, the Bass Straight  In a strange way I liked the
            Ireland and has a similar laid  place where you can find your  on my wife’s face.    waters haven’t stopped some  experience as it brought back
            back pace of life there. The  soul again.                  We made a call to Seven   critters from crossing the treach-  some great memories, memo-
            beauty, the climate and the very  I often return to Dun Chaoin  Mile Beach where we had the  erous waters from the mainland  ries of my childhood when
            narrow curvy twisty country  near Slay Head on the Dingle  whole place to ourselves and it’s  to make their homes there.  queues would rush for the
            roads that seem to go on for  Peninsula in Co Kerry, where  just a stone throw away from  These critters are not the  Gurranabraher bus in Patrick
            ever, gives it an Irish feeling.  that great David Lean movie  Hobart Airport. If you are a hik-  cuddly type that you would like  Sreet and it was like taking you
              The good news is, if you  Ryan’s Daughter was filmed, to  ing type of person all your wish-  to take home, not what you  life in your hands trying to get
            travel on the major roads you  find my own soul.         es will be fulfilled if you do  would call cosy critters, espe-  on the bus. Once on the bus
            will have your sanity restored  Both of those places have  some of the Franklin Gordon  cially for my Irish visitor friends.  there was the problem of trying
            and your blood pressure should  that wonderful airy feeling  and Cradle Mountain hikes.  Snakes, deadly ones at that, spi-  to keep your distance from the
            soon return to normal after you  about them, you know the  While spending four days in  ders - certainly not cuddly ones,  other passengers who, like me,
            drive a few miles on the straight  minute you arrive the hair on  the Cradle Mountain we were  and how about throwing in a  looked like drowned rats.
            roads.                      the back of your neck stands  lucky to find accommodation in  few venomous creatures from  Quirky, but somehow I quite
              Of all the roads that I have  out, then you know you are in a  the Mt Roland Conservation  the sea?             enjoyed the Tassie rains as
            driven on over the many years,  special place.           Area and woke up each morn-    At least there are no     much as I enjoyed the rains
            I have never seen so many dead  Just as Ireland has many  ing to the amazing sight of  Crocodiles there. The one ani-  there. Why? Because the mem-
                                                                                                                              ories brought me back to a time
                                                                                                                              in Ireland when life was simple
                                                                                                                              and innocent, a time when the
                                                                                                                              only thing that mattered in a sit-
                                                                                                                              uation that like this was stand-
                                                                                                                              ing in front of a fire and drying
                                                                                                                              off and jumping in to a warm
                                                                                                                              bed. Just like what I did here in
                                                                                                                              Tassie.
                                                                                                                                The nine and a half hour
                                                                                                                              ferry boat trip back to mainland
                                                                                                                              Australia was surprisingly calm
                                                                                                                              considering the rains and storms
                                                                                                                              of the previous night.
                                                                                                                                It is well documented that
                                                                                                                              water and I have never been the
                                                                                                                              best of friende and if I were a
                                                                                                                              whisky drinker I wouldn’t ever
                                                                                                                              have water in the glass. Being in
                                                                                                                              Tassie was in some way like a
                                                                                                                              very short journey back home
                                                                                                                              to Ireland for me.
                                                                                                                                Until next time be good to
                                                                                                                              those who love you and Slainte
            Port Arthur, Tasmania                                                                                             from Downunder. C
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