Back in 1993 I was working for Australia Post pulling night shifts, and most times sorting mail by hand in the wee hours of the morning. This would be incoming mail from other mail sorting centres interstate and a prized task to be assigned. (Sometimes it was a blessing to sit down.)
It meant that most of the mail you sorted was interspersed with postcards from glamorous locations elsewhere. As you arrived at a postcard, you’d quickly flip it over and glance at the exotic place someone else was writing home about.
One of the highly regarded postcards was from Cradle Mountain in Tasmania, and all those years ago, I started dreaming of one day seeing this incredible place for myself – one day.
We arrived at lunchtime and after quickly setting up our mini home, we caught a shuttle down to Dove Lake to ‘take a quick look’.
Tasmania really turned on the charm today: Blue skies and sunshine, the temperature reached 13.5° C (56.3° F) well above the predicted maximum, and a light dusting of snow adding the finishing touches to a sight (almost) beyond words.
After discovering we had enough time, we took the two-hour walk around the lake – an amazing, exhilarating, and altogether breathtaking experience.
Tomorrow we’ll go walking somewhere else in this amazing place.