As you’d expect, the views from the summit are quite spectacular as you look out across the city and the Derwent estuary, down to Bruny Island, over to the Tasman Peninsula. Wander away from the enclosed interpretive centre and you’ll get great views to the north and west as well, but Hughesy was content to remain inside the glass enclosure.
The enclosure is there for protection from the blustery winds, and there are a number of open viewing platforms that provided plenty of interest for the photographer in the party. Hughesy’s decision to stay away from them was based equally on the desire to avoid getting in the way of the photographic action once the chill factor set in and an inclination to use the interpretive material because, basically, I didn’t know what I was looking at.
With the photographic interest out of the way, as usual the return leg was quicker, and that’s not just because it was all downhill. The Hobart system of one way streets meant it was fairly easy to find our way to the accommodation for the next few days.
Huon Road and Davey Street took us onto Macquarie Street with the eastbound traffic, and staying in the left hand lane allowed us to loop around to the Fountainside without any sweat at all. At a first glance, the car park seemed to be full, and we had to loop around for another look, which revealed a section around between the building and the Brooker Highway roundabout where we were able to put The Blue Bug to bed for a day or two.