Wednesday, 5 January 2011
We're just back from four perfect days on Maria Island where we stayed in the old convict penitentiary. Fortunately the conditions weren't quite like the above photo.
They were more like this:
The kids revelled in their freedom as the island has only one car that belongs to the ranger so they were free to roam around the place on their bikes. Luckily Zali and Jett had kicked their training wheels a week earlier so they could join in the cycling trips. Wombats and other cute animals roamed the courtyard at dusk but weren't close enough to be a pest.
The island itself has great beaches, lots of bushwalks (photos to come), heaps of cycling opportunities and lots of history with museums, exhibitions and historical buildings dotted around the place.
I've always had a fondness for Maria Island since I met my great friend Tanya there on our grade 9 school camp. Back then Emus ran amuck (they're gone now) and there wasn't the luxury of showers (not that I had one) and gas bbqs. Co-incidentally two of my other classmates from that grade 9 camp happened to be there at the same time with their families.