It was time to say goodbye to the wondrous West of Tasmania's wilderness. We drove East, passing through stark Queenstown. We stopped to join the rememberance of the diggers at their ANZAC Day memorial service.
Onward we drove, admiring the countryside until we reached Lake St Clair in the afternoon, with time to camp and walk two trails around its serene and beautiful lake. Along the walks, as dusk approached, we looked out for platypus at the lake's edge.
Tomorrow, our next stop would be Port Arthur in South East of Tasmania.
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