Green Point - North Western Tasmania Fantastic Free Camping
the far western side of Tasmania heading towards the Arthur River, we decided
to follow a little dirt track out to see where it led. We found a magic spot overlooking
Ann Bay, with a long sandy beach - Green Beach. The road in is bitumen most of
the way and winds down from the spectacular Ann Bay lookout to the seashore. On
arrival at the end of the track, we found, to our surprise, three other motorhomes
parked on the grassy area, but no occupants in sight. We parked in between the
bollards, went wandering towards the seashore and discovered our motorhome mates
were being good guys and walking on the beach.
north there is a long length of sand, absolutely ideal for walking. The beach
was quite a pristine environment with the usual seaweed and shells washed ashore.
Unfortunately we also found a few dead baby penguins and the occasional mutton
bird. Of course, the rule of nature is the survival of the fittest, but it still
makes you realise how vulnerable these little feathered creatures are.
in the day, we had encountered intensive rainy periods, but the sun came out and
the clouds parted, ensuring a perfect late afternoons weather. Cattle were
behind the fence just behind the sand dunes and watched with interest as we meandered
nearby. A very large eagle swooped around and eventually down into the grasslands,
probably watching for a feed.
springs ran from the sand dunes towards the sea, creating some very interesting
patterns in the sand. River rocks had been placed over the inlets to prevent erosion
and the small lagoons created made a perfect bathing pool for the seagulls. In
usual fashion, my walk was probably not that aerobic, as I continually stopped
and took many photos, but that can be justified if your walk takes nearly an hour,
I told myself.
the time we got back to the motorhome, our other CMCA mates had already started
happy hour by then it was already after 4 PM. There was a hire vehicle
parked nearby, so in typical CMCA fashion we invited the people to join us. They
declined, saying they didnt have any chairs, but since when does that stop
CMCA members. A couple of extras chairs were pulled from hatches and soon our
new Dutch friends were enjoying our afternoon institution.
marveled about their travels so far (only two out of the planned eight weeks)
and sought advice and information, which we readily imparted. Happy hour was the
usual mixture of talk, laughter and stories and only the fall of the sun and the
oncoming coolness of night caused us to call our little circle quits and return
to the warmth of our motorhomes.
next morning in normal CMCA manner, we started out to leave by about 8 am, but
didnt actually get away until well after 9 am. It takes a long while to
work out who is going where and where we would catch up again. Some were returning
east, others heading down towards Arthur River. The fine weather of the previous
afternoon had gone and the clouds and rain were back with a vengeance but
that didnt matter, there were other areas to explore and thats what
motorhoming is all about.