Solo Exploration of Tasmania's Pristine Wilderness

Chasing Coastal Spectacles and Alpine Views

Today marked the penultimate day of my solo Tasmanian adventure, and what a day it was! I set out to explore some of the island's most dramatic natural features, from the roaring coastal spectacle of the Blow Hole to the breathtaking alpine vistas at Devil's Gullet Lookout. It was a day filled with awe-inspiring landscapes that reminded me why I embarked on this journey in the first place – to reconnect with nature and find solace in its grandeur.

My day began with a hearty breakfast at Elements Cafe in Cradle Mountain. It's always a pleasure to start the day with a good meal, especially when I know a day of exploring is ahead. I opted for a classic: eggs and toast, fueling up for the adventures that awaited. Elements Cafe is a delightful spot, popular among hikers and nature enthusiasts, with a cozy ambiance that makes you feel right at home. It's the perfect place to grab a coffee and plan your day in Cradle Mountain. After breakfast, I packed up my camping gear and hit the road.

First stop: the Blow Hole. The drive itself was beautiful, winding through Tasmania's lush landscapes. As I approached the coast, the anticipation grew. I've always been fascinated by the power of the ocean, and the Blow Hole promised a display of that raw energy. Located on the Tasman Peninsula, the Blow Hole is one of Tasmania's most famous and ruggedly beautiful attractions. Millions of years of water and wind erosion have led to the unique geological formations seen today. When I arrived, the sea was indeed fierce. The Blow Hole lived up to its name, sending clouds of spray high into the air with each crashing wave. It was a formidable sight, and I found myself mesmerized by the sheer force of nature. I spent a good hour watching the waves pound against the rocks, the roar of the ocean filling the air. It was a humbling experience, a reminder of how small we are in the face of such power.


Discover the breathtaking natural phenomenon of the Blow Hole in Eaglehawk Neck, Tasmania, where waves create a spectacular display of nature's power.

Nature always wears the colors of the spirit.

After the Blow Hole, I grabbed a quick lunch at Hungry Wombat Cafe. I opted for a classic Aussie burger with beetroot, cheese, and a premium beef patty. It was just what I needed to refuel after the exhilarating experience at the coast. The Hungry Wombat Cafe is known for its tasty hamburgers and hearty breakfasts, making it a popular stop for travelers in the area. With a full stomach and renewed energy, I continued my journey towards Devil's Gullet Lookout.

The drive to Devil's Gullet took me through the Central Highlands, a landscape that felt worlds away from the rugged coastline I had just left. The air grew crisper, the scenery transforming into alpine forests and sweeping plains. I couldn't help but think of Maximilian and Astrid back in Munich. I imagined Astrid's eyes widening at the sight of these dramatic cliffs. I made a mental note to bring them here someday; they would absolutely love it.

Devil's Gullet Lookout is perched upon a dolerite cliff, offering uninterrupted views of Tasmania's World Heritage Area. The entire swath of alpine plateau is protected, and from the viewing platform, you won't see a trace of human existence. It truly gives you a sense of Tasmania's commitment to natural preservation, a commitment that has earned Tassie the nickname 'The Natural State.'


Discover the breathtaking beauty of Devil's Gullet Lookout in Tasmania, where stunning views and serene nature await your visit.

The walk to the lookout was an easy 20-minute return trip from the carpark, along a well-maintained boardwalk. As I approached the edge, the view opened up before me in all its glory. The Fisher River valley stretched out below, a deep chasm carved by ancient glaciers. In the distance, I could see the peaks of Cradle Mountain, their jagged silhouettes against the horizon. It was a breathtaking panorama, a testament to the power and beauty of nature. I took my time at the lookout, soaking in the view and breathing in the fresh mountain air. The solitude was profound, broken only by the occasional gust of wind. It was a moment of pure peace, a chance to reflect on my journey and appreciate the incredible landscapes I had been fortunate enough to experience.

As the sun began to dip towards the horizon, I reluctantly turned away from the view and began the drive back. The light was fading, casting long shadows across the landscape. I decided to treat myself to dinner at the Altitude Restaurant + Lounge Bar. The Altitude Restaurant presents a variety of meals and snacks made with fresh local produce, accompanied by a handpicked selection of wines from around Tasmania. I settled into a cozy corner, ordered a glass of Tasmanian red wine, and perused the menu. I opted for a dish featuring local lamb, eager to savor the flavors of the region. The meal was delicious, the lamb tender and flavorful, the wine a perfect complement. The atmosphere was warm and inviting, a welcome respite after a day spent exploring the wilderness.

To cap off the evening, I decided to indulge in a nightcap at The Whaler. It was a bit of a drive, but I had heard great things about this historic pub and wanted to experience it for myself. The Whaler celebrates the art of fine drinks and good company. From expertly crafted cocktails and carefully selected local wines to an extensive range of craft beers, each choice on the menu reflects Tasmania's vibrant spirit. The pub has long been a cornerstone of community, camaraderie, and great conversation. I ordered a Tasmanian single malt whisky and settled in to soak up the atmosphere. The pub was buzzing with locals and tourists alike, all enjoying the convivial atmosphere. It was the perfect way to end a day of adventure, a chance to unwind and reflect on the incredible experiences I had had.

As I sit here now, writing this entry, I can't help but feel a sense of gratitude. Tasmania has exceeded all my expectations, offering a blend of rugged wilderness and warm hospitality that is truly unique. Tomorrow is my last day, and I plan to make the most of it. I'll be visiting Tasman National Park and the Painted Cliffs, eager to explore more of this island's stunning landscapes. I'm also planning to grab breakfast at Earthwater Café and lunch at The Pancake Train Restaurant. Before heading to the airport for my flight back to Munich, I plan to do some last-minute souvenir shopping at Red Parka.

I can't wait to share my stories and photos with Maximilian and Astrid. I know they'll be eager to hear all about my adventures. And who knows, maybe one day we'll all come back together to explore this incredible island.

Until then, farewell from Tasmania!