It seemed like a good idea (and looked good on the map) to camp beside one of the lakes in the central highlands of Tasmania. One would think it idyllic.
We left the low country behind and started climbing into the high country with a stop at the old hydro construction town of Poatina for a coffee break. Afterwards the long climb continued so we stopped to enthusiastically collect firewood for our evening campfire by the lake.
Reality is sometimes a little different to expectation. We set up camp with the lake sort of in view past the power lines and trees. The temperature had plummeted during our ascent and the rain was threatening. We had time for a quick walk down to the lake then light rain set in.
Not put off by a little wet stuff and the coolness we put out an awning beside one of the cars and attached another awning to the first. Ropes and sticks and things held it all together but the rain got heavier. We quickly abandoned our flimsy shelter for the vans where we could get dry and warm. The gas heaters were fired up for the first time.
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