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Flinders Island, March ‘25 (#8 in series: room with a view)

 

 

 

Come late afternoon on 17 March 2025, we were comfortably ensconced in an upstairs room.

Ever-growing numbers of wallabies were emerging from the wooded, lower slopes of the “roof” of Flinders Island, in order to graze the immediate surrounds of Mountain Seas Lodge.

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Flinders Island, March ‘25 (#7 in series: uncleared, no cattle)

 

Strzelecki National Park’s signature features are its glorious, unspoilt beaches and the hills  that tower above them.

Generally, the hills have well-wooded lower slopes, which eventually yield to quasi-naked granite.

The above photo was taken just a few minutes after I and the previous post’s star had been mutually-surprised, but unalarmed…just a few wallaby-hops distant from this post’s vantage point.

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Flinders Island, March ‘25 (#6 in series: Bennett’s Wallaby)

 

20 minutes after the wedgetail “fly-by” (see #5 in this series), I enjoyed a much more intimate, ground-level, animal encounter.

Pictured is Notamacropus rufogriseus – a species which is particularly abundant in Tasmania, but is also common through much of eastern Australia’s coastal scrub and sclerophyll forests.

In Tasmania it is generally known as “Bennett’s wallaby”; in mainland Australia the more common name is “red-necked wallaby”; some humans regard the Tasmanians and the mainlanders as two distinct subspecies.

Doubtless, some would say the same of the two relevant human populations!

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Flinders Island, March ‘25 (#4 in series: high points) + post-election “Word Power” teaser

 

 

An hour earlier, I had been standing in brilliant sunshine, as my eyes and camera gazed across intensely blue water, a rocky shoreline, coastal scrub, and colourful, granite-loving lichens.

By 2.45 pm, however, our little group was walking under a light grey sky, and heading just a little inland.

It was no longer pointless to point a camera lens at the “roof” of Flinders Island.

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Flinders Island, March ‘25 (#3 in series: Trousers Point)

 

 

I took this post’s photo an hour or so after we had landed on Flinders Island.

Luggage collected, our little group proceeded to the picnic shelter which is adjacent to Trousers Point Beach.

I am keenly aware that “good” light can disappear or shift, quickly.

So, whilst everyone else started to eat, I ducked down to the shoreline, where I  took the featured image, at 1.49 pm on 17 March 2025,

The island’s most celebrated beach was just behind my left shoulder, with Flinders’ most spectacular peaks rising above it.

The sun, however, was in exactly the “wrong” place –  there was no point in pointing a camera lens at Trousers Point Beach and the mountains.

As you can see, the “lesser view” – looking the other way, working with the available light – was still splendid.

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Flinders Island, March ‘25 (#2 in series: spine)

 

 

All photos in this post were taken from Walkers Lookout.

(actually, from just slightly below it, which is the better choice, if you are looking south)

Near to the centre of Flinders Island, Walkers Lookout offers sweeping vistas in every direction, as you can see, here.

The best views look south, across the Darling Range and then to the much higher Strzelecki Peaks which dominate Flinders Island’s southwestern “corner”…and define the featured image’s horizon.

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Flinders Island, March ‘25 (#1 in series: characteristics)

 

 

It is Bass Strait’s largest island.

Among Tasmania’s more than 1,000 islands, only the “Apple Isle” is bigger.

However, Flinders Island’s nearly 1,400 square kilometres are home to fewer than 1,000 humans.

Any observant tourist will encounter many more wallabies than people; the same is true of wombats, cattle and Cape Barren geese.

Finding a splendidly wild and uncrowded beach is phenomenally easy; Flinders Island has more than 120 of them!

And if you are partial to granite and lichens….

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Word Power: on the dining room wall at The Missing Goose

 

The Missing Goose is a cafe/restaurant on Flinders Island, in Bass Strait, north of the northeastern edge of “mainland” Tasmania.

(its Slovenian proprietor/chef rescued an orphaned Cape Barren gosling. She took delight in its return to the wild, but fondly hopes that its adult self may, eventually, choose her venue’s backyard as its nesting site)

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