Restrictions are lifting in Tasmania so we decided to visit a place Steve the surfer recently told us about, Marion Bay.
Marion Bay is about 30 minutes drive from our home and was pretty amazing. On our trip if we said once, we said a dozen times, “Why haven’t we visited here before?” As we only explored half the beach we have a good reason to come back and do the rest.
Lets get some Marion Bay history and information out of the way first. The beach is 9 kms long and pure white sand. It is an excellent surf beach and also a bird sanctuary and has been designated an Important Bird Area.
This from Wikipedia – The system of beaches and mudflats has been identified by BirdLife International as a 584 ha Important Bird Area (IBA) because it regularly supports significant numbers of fairy terns and hooded plovers, as well as over 1% of the world population of pied oystercatchers. Red-necked stints use the IBA in substantial numbers, while other birds regularly recorded include curlew sandpipers, sooty oystercatchers and little terns.
Marion Bay was named after a French explorer Marion du Fresne who recorded that he found large numbers of crayfish, lobsters and huge crabs, and the oysters there are good and abundant. More of the huge crabs later. Marion Bay oysters are sold all over Australia, Jenni reminded me that we regularly had Marion Bay oysters in our favourite sea food restaurant Reef in Brisbane.
Marion du Fresne recorded the first European sighting of one of the indigenous Aboriginal population. Unfortunately he is also recorded as the first European to shoot and kill an indigenous Aboriginal person. In an episode of extreme karma he then sailed to New Zealand where he was killed (and possibly eaten) by the indigenous Maori people.
The rest of this short blog I’ll do in picture captions.
Our short day trip was over, we’d walked about 8 kms to the end of the beach and back. We drove back over the narrow bridge over the picturesque salt marshes. There was no stopping place otherwise I’d insert a picture. We’ve vowed to come back at dawn or sunset some day, park the car and walk back to the marshes to get the picture. Back at home the air was so clean and clear and we could clearly see Bruny Island from the back deck. To prove it I took this picture. Then worried about how this was possible.
How I prove the earth is flat, then prove it is not.