To Bicheno

We are now on the homeward run and heading up the East Coast ready to meet the ferry next Sunday morning.
One of our must do's was to visit Freycinet National Park. In order to do this in our rapidly diminishing time frame, we had to go a couple of hours north of Pt Arthur to then come back down the coast a little to visit the National Park.
We had our mandatory playground / lunch stop at a town called Swansea, where the boys also took the opportunity to lay down after an hour and a half sitting in the car, then doubled back a bit to get some fresh berries from a berry farm that we roared past on the way into town.
As usual, I was a little wary about going down a very narrow bitumen road that soon turned into a dirt road / driveway, knowing that i had 16 foot of van on the back of the car and dreading the day i have to reverse 150m around corners due to having no turn-around bay at the end of the road. Luckily this place had a full circle driveway, making it very easy to get the van out. They also had some pretty yummy ice-cream that we gorged down whilst sitting outside on the chairs overlooking the acres of berry bushes.... with thousands of berries on them.... It was about this time that we discovered they didn't have any berries for sale... because it was a Sunday and they didn't have a picker working. I am yet to start up my own business, but I am starting to think there isn't a lot of brain cells living on this farm. Tourists are generally out exploring on the weekends... did they not think on the Saturday that it may just be wise to pick a few extra for the hungry masses that will roll up the following day wanting to taste and more importantly contribute to the farm's profit margin? Or maybe even freeze a few Kg if they don't keep fresh too well? At least they have ice-cream... like the other 20 shops in the main street of town.
We arrived mid afternoon at our new stable at Bicheno, where the only thing the kids were interested in doing was going for a swim. It was blowing a gale but they were going for a dive regardless, so Tracy took off to the shops to get some essentials for the next few days whilst I went down the beach with the rugrats and let them play in the surf. Despite the wind, they had a fantastic time and the water and surrounds just looked amazing.
An hour or so later, and we headed back across the road to settle in for the night and start pondering the last few days that are left of this trek of ours.