›Chapter chatter ...Burgers in the snow ... rain!17/6/12 | Northern <strong>Tasmania</strong> Chapter ■ Words & photos: Kelly Berggren ■ Run organiser: Kelly BerggrenBeing Tassie, the weather is one <strong>of</strong> the first things youworry about when organising a run, especially when theultimate goal is to have the top down as much as possible.›The Abominable Carl-manI was hoping for snow on the ground butsunny skies – <strong>of</strong> course we got drizzleinstead! The morning started <strong>of</strong>f hopeful,with a beautiful sunrise that lit up ourrain-sparkling red NA Mixie, but ended uppatchy at best.We started the run from the Delorainetrain park (a train set the scene nicelyby chugging past while we waited toget rolling) with six lots <strong>of</strong> die-hards,keen for a long run through VERY windyroads to Waratah. The first stage waseasy to plan – only two options via MoleCreek to Waratah – and we went outthrough Mole Creek, around the back <strong>of</strong>Mt Rolland on Olivers Road (has a greatlookout over the Tiers and you can see thepeaks <strong>of</strong> the Overland Track on clear days),past Lake Cethana and up through Moinato the Cradle Mountain turn <strong>of</strong>f, then ondirectly to Waratah from there.The second thing you worry aboutwhen planning a run is rest stopsin picturesque places that havetoilet facilities. The bad news wasthat the Moina shop I’d plannedto stop at was closed! The goodnews was they have built a newhuge visitor centre for Cradle onlya few minutes up from the turn<strong>of</strong>f ... luckily! Next time I’ll actuallyplan that stop in, especially as it’sthe only public toilet in hundreds<strong>of</strong> kilometres, (incidentally, did youknow there is a government websiteJUST listing public toilets all overAustralia?!).We waited for the few who neededit at the lookout over Lake Lea andthe Vale <strong>of</strong> Belvoir – but we weren’twilling to make the short walk up thehill to see this view, the temperaturebeing ripe for snow even if it wastechnically still drizzle. I think my hubbyCarl was being a little over-preparedthough, what with the beanie, lower facemuffler (brought specially for Tassie <strong>MX</strong>-5runs!) and ultra-waterpro<strong>of</strong> ski jacket.Soon after we arrived at Waratah andour lunch stop at the Bisch<strong>of</strong>f Hotel.Our wonderful hosts Bev and Lou werewaiting to greet us into their toastywarm pub – and so were Ken and Lynfrom Sheffield! Ken was a very good sportand graciously welcomed us, even thoughI’d led him up the garden path just hoursbefore. Originally I’d planed to take therun from Deloraine via Sheffield, throughGunns Plains to Waratah and thenhome via the back <strong>of</strong> Rolland and MoleCreek, since the back corner <strong>of</strong> that roadbetween Mole Creek and Olivers Road isprone to black ice in the early morning.It’s much more fun the other way aroundthough, and since we had rain instead<strong>of</strong> ice, we decided to reverse the run. Sowhen Ken and Lyn decided to join us late,(after the early clouds had held <strong>of</strong>f, at myadvice that we would be going throughSheffield around 10.30am), they were leftwaiting ... waiting ... and we were gladthey decided to come on alone and joinup with the group in Waratah.Happy birthday, Kelly!Lunch held up to memory as being thebest burger I’d had in a long time – aworks burger so huge that you couldbarely manage to eat it by hand (mostused cutlery but I have a big mouth ...ha haa!). We had a good stop, taking ourtime over lunch even though it was along run, so we could have a proper chat.Just before heading <strong>of</strong>f Anna surprisedme with a huge plate <strong>of</strong> yummy14
›Four seasons in one day!chocolate-chip muffins smothered inice-cream and candles – it just happenedto be my 35th birthday, and what betterway to celebrate than cruising around thewindy roads <strong>of</strong> Tas!I sc<strong>of</strong>fed the ice cream and took themuffins with me so we could hit theroad, heading down the Ridgley highway.I originally planned to take the HellyerGorge road as it’s a Targa <strong>Tasmania</strong> run,but luckily Ken pulled me up by pointingout (correctly!) that the small criticalsection <strong>of</strong> road that connects across tothe fun ‘C’ roads behind the coast wasGRAVEL! OH NO! Needless to say, we tookthe other road, which was a nice driveanyway, if a bit straight.From there I took us on a very windyroute via all the curviest ‘C’ roads on themap! There were some fantastic roadsthrough forestry, paddocks, tiny towns <strong>of</strong>three houses. One scary moment we wereracing up a windy hill with an open drop<strong>of</strong>f to the left, when popping over the top,backlit by clear sky, was a huge tractor! Hewasn’t taking up the entire road but it feltlike it for a few seconds. Bruce behind uswas fixated on our bumper in the hopes<strong>of</strong> avoiding it, while I was scrabblingaround for the radio – I’d lost it underfoot while taking pics <strong>of</strong> Bruce behind usout the window. Being first car has somedisadvantages in that no-one can call a“traffic” or “road kill” warning for you!Soon we arrived at the Gunns Plainsvalley, which is a narrow long one witha big river running through it andlots <strong>of</strong> caves, with a wonderful viewthrough to the mountains. The hill downwas very steep, curvy and narrow, andblowing a gale <strong>of</strong> course. We stopped atGunns Plains Caves (again only publictoilet for miles!) for c<strong>of</strong>fee, muffins and astretch. The sun was just setting over thehill, and with the wind still blowing a gale– but no rain at least – we didn’t stay forlong. I’d tried to stop at a local winery anda local goat cheese farm, but both wereclosed ... bummer.The road out <strong>of</strong> the valley that we tookwas VERY curvy (looked great on themap!) and very fun, taking us up throughbush, farms, past the vineyard, and overthe hill back into the sunlight. The next›Bruce & Chezsection between Gunns Plains, Sprent,Paloona to Latrobe and our finish, weremore excellent well looked after ‘C’ roadsthough beautiful country. It was dark bythe time we hit Latrobe, saying a quickgoodbye and then everyone was <strong>of</strong>f tore-fill petrol tanks so they could make ithome!Nearly 400km, and over six hours <strong>of</strong>driving (not including getting to thestart or getting home) and a great dayhad by all on roads not <strong>of</strong>ten travelled -since they are so bloody far away fromcivilization! I think I’ll plan a short runnext time though... (“yay!” they all say!) ■›Louise, Cheryl, Ken, Lyn, Carl15