For months it seemed like summer will never come to Tasmania. Yes, we had a “heatwave” before New Year’s eve: one day 33 degrees Celsius, the next day 15 degrees and storms. But when we arrived in the Huon Valley, summer came. Look at this photo taken at Franklin Foreshore 15 km south of Huonville:
This is Mike having a tea break – looking at the Huon River in front of him:
And this is the view behind him:
We loved the small town of Franklin with its Wooden Boat Centre, it’s old theatre Palais, its little shops and cafes, and the dreamy river with its many moods. We loved it so much that we started singing to it each time we drove to it. We took a song from the Avett Brothers called “Brooklyn, Brooklyn take me in” and changed it to “Franklin, Franklin take me in”.
We also loved the tiny blueberry stall at the side of the road. Truly, the best blueberries in the world.
Liz Mike Travels 