Sarah was up before us, despite having been completely exhausted the night before, and we decided to get up at about 8am. We had a lazy breakfast, and formulated a plan to go to Mount Wellington, Huon Valley, Geeveston for sushi, and a stop at a winery on the way home.
We packed up and left at about 10.30. We headed up to Mount Wellington, via the city, and a few mountain suburbs, on a steep and winding road. It was quite cool at the top, and I should have had another layer. We walked up onto the rocks, and to the lookout and the new shiny toilet block. There were no substantial walks to do up there, but it was fun pootling around and looking at the view, which was extremely good. It wasn't completely clear, but we could certainly see all of Hobart and the Derwent. There's one obviously broadcast tower made of steel frame, but there's also a large white tower there that Christian was curious about, but we didn't find out what it was. Turns out it's a broadcast tower as well, made of concrete and steel, which beams all the FM radio stations and some digital TV stations. We saw some cool beetles, and there was some pretty ground-level flowering vegetation.
We drove down the other side of Mt Wellington, and headed towards the Huon Valley, getting stuck behind some slow traffic on the way. Sarah pointed out the cherry orchard that she's working at at the the moment, and also the backpackers hostel that's causing her grief. There were a lot of orchards under netting, and lots of boats on the extremely wide Huon River.
We arrived in Geeveston very hungry, and found the sushi place easily in such a small town. We had a seat, and started with miso soup (which was very tasty, and had vegetables in it). Turns out that because we arrived around 2pm, much of the sushi was gone for the day, but we asked for a platter with everything left to feed three. It came out looking very impressive - we had salmon nigiri, one cooked tuna ISO roll, two raw tuna ISO rolls, an omelette roll, and a couple of other pieces each. It was fresh and delicious, worth the wait, and only $25 a head.
We'd talked about going further south-east to Dover and the beach, but in the event we turned back to Hobart, and headed back out to Richmond. Sadly, the wineries were closing by then as it was 5pm. Never mind.
Nick got home soon after we did, and we decided to go out for dinner to the Richmond Arms. We did the short walk into the centre of town, and found a table in the rather warm pub. Sarah and I ordered a seafood basket, and the boys ordered a chicken parmigiana schnitzel (though Sarah and Christian arranged to have half each of their meals). We shared a bottle of sparkling wine. It was a nice meal - the seafood was beautifully cooked despite being battered. The pub had some colourful characters come in - I wondered whether the client base stretched further afield than Richmond.
We did the walk back to the house, watched some tennis, and went to bed early again.
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