Walking Around Tasmania (part 5) : The Port Davey Track


The Wild West of Tasmania had been the first true taste of walking through a remote and vastly deserted area, but crossing the Southwest National Park came to be the true challenge. After arriving in Queenstown, it took eight days to arrive at Ouse, the last point of resupply until the town of Dover, which … Continue reading Walking Around Tasmania (part 5) : The Port Davey Track

Walking Around Tasmania (part 4) : Down the (Wild) West Coast


“You’re a legend!” The guy yelled out from the back of the van. I had to laugh. I had just told the young group in the van that I was walking around Tasmania, but they had already heard of me. Despite the lack of people on this side of the island, somehow, my reputation preceded … Continue reading Walking Around Tasmania (part 4) : Down the (Wild) West Coast

Walking Around Tasmania (part 3) : Along the North Coast


The evening grew closer and darker and from inside my tent I heard the wind raging, louder and louder, while the rain plummeted agressively onto the tent’s fabric, which was flapping obtrusively. I could make out a van driving into Gladstone’s town park, where I had set up my tent next to the public toilet’s … Continue reading Walking Around Tasmania (part 3) : Along the North Coast

Walking Around Tasmania (part 2) : Leaving Hobart and up the East Coast


A tale of early struggles and the kindness of people The first few weeks walking around Tasmania were a shock to the system. Physically, mentally and environmentally, everything was new. Carrying a heavy backpack (11 kg without food or water) and walking hours and hours on end, was very different from my previous hiking. I … Continue reading Walking Around Tasmania (part 2) : Leaving Hobart and up the East Coast