TasTour06-20

The Blowhole at Pirates Bay on the Tasman Peninsula.

I spent a lot of time around this region as a child and as a Uni student. Spent 10 summer days at the Ward’s shack at Pirates Bay in the Summer of Love - think Good Vibrations, Mellow Yellow, Friday on My Mind. I was mostly hankering after a racing yacht of my own, a point I demonstrated by ‘jury rigging’ my father’s home-made scow dinghy with a sail, rudder and sideboards.

Despite being a rather haunted landscape, I love ‘the Peninsula’. Almost became a fulltime hippy down there when I was first married.