BusTed Travels: BusTed in Oatlands

Hi Everyone,

Here is Ellen waiting for a train.....

....in Perth?? What the???

So easy to get to, I thought it would take so much longer, through South Australia, across the Nullabour...haha

Enough of that, seriously we are heading down the centre of Tassie on the Midland Hwy towards Oatlands and look.. more topiary.

The first night we camped on the edge of Lake Dulverton, right in town, it was so picturesque and had a resident Ducky Daddles and her babies who came to visit.

Of course being right on the water edge we had a beautiful view of the wetlands. If you look real close you may be able to see the silhouette of a Tassie Tiger on the rocks.

So what's in Oatlands? I hear you ask. This town is a unique place, seamlessly blending the past with the present. It grew up around the Military Precinct and has the largest collection of Georgian buildings in Australia.

The Callington Mill stands tall and is an awesome sight . It was fully restored in 2010 and produces the finest flour all using wind power, the only working example of its type in the southern hemisphere.

The buildings around the mill complex are fully restored as well, and are just charming.

We took a lovely little stroll up the main street.

Stopping here and there.

Then we saw a sign for Yoga classes in the window of the IGA, they were on right then, so off we went in search of the old Town Hall, what a great yoga studio.....that's where I left Ellen to it.

...and went on my own lovely walk of discovery.

A large group of vintage Rolls Royce s from Canada arrived, they were on their own Tassie adventure, travelling with maybe just a little more style than us.