I'm now back in the land of worthwhile internet that can upload photos, free from airports and coffee shops. Go Canada. That functionality is competing with the feeling of snowy grey-ness... hmm... missing that Australian landscape and climate already.
At the very least, here's a few pictures to supplement my wordiness of prior commentary - I couldn't find more than a few bits written about Wildside Tasmania MTB in review form or otherwise before my trip (maybe it wasn't uploadable in 2008 in plain text from the Australian internet backbone) so now there's a few more bits out there.
That dazed blank look is what happens when you time capsule into long haul airline flights.
Australians have good wine and like to promote it. This was a smart setup. Having said that, internally consuming Argentine wine in Argentina is still the tastebud to dollar ratio that I haven't seen beat worldwide.
I like this kind of tastebud experience when I travel. Nippy, whatever that is. Iced Honeycomb flavoured. Good stuff.
Considering the wallabies were mere feet from our hotel room when putting together bikes, the availability of Tasmanian wildlife didn't disappoint.
These guys seemed really placid. In between munching, they did some sweet chest fur scratching while staring at the sun.
Made it to Dove Lake, yet ruined this photo with looking too bike keen.
Ahhh... that's more like it, nature on its own.
Tasmanian animal encounter number two: the echidna walking across the road. Seeing these animals just made my day, it's like another world down under (or is that under under?).
After the race meeting, went to see some harder to spot wildlife at a local recovery center/breeding ground/tourist thing/research place. This is a spotted quoll, who would likely be happier if it had more family left on earth.
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