Ruby developer, founder of choc media, bushwalker, MacGyver fan and hobby photographer, German citizen and Australian Permanent Resident.
In 2008 I moved from Germany to Australia, the best decision of my life. On this blog you can find stories and photos about hiking in Tasmania and on the mainland, travelling, and life in Australia — my journey from Working Holiday to Permanent Residency.
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Over the Easter holidays I went to Maria Island for a week, an island off Tasmania’s East Coast, between the Tasman Peninsula and Freycinet. In 2008 I visited Maria Island for the first time, as a sidetrip when I was cycling around Tasmania for two weeks. It was the most fascinating place I had ever been to, for a European who wasn’t used to such an abundance of wildlife it felt like a Jurassic Park. An uninhabited island where you literally share your campsite with kangaroos, wallabies, wombats and dozens of other mammals and birds, with great mountains and walking tracks, pristine beaches and an interesting history.
Two years later, having seen much of Tasmania in the meantime, I still remembered Maria Island as the most beautiful place I had ever visited, so I had a strong wish to visit the island again. I love the Tasmanian East Coast, the climate is rather stable and mild compared to the Southwest for example, where the only stable thing about the weather is the fact that it is not stable. When I found out there were 5 days of Easter holiday upcoming, I quickly took an additional day off and booked all transport.
A few simplified bits and pieces from the island’s history, to show why it is such an interesting place to be. Parts are taken from the great Wikipedia article.
If you time your stay wisely (not during school holidays, public holidays or on weekends) there’s a good chance there will only be a handful of people on the island. It’s a very cool feeling to have an uninhabited island full of wildlife and spectacular cliffs almost for yourself.
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