Edgar dam is perfect for any type of caravan, the road in is 30klms of dirt but it's well graded and hard, more like gravel than dirt but it does throw up the dust, so if you don't like getting your rig dirty don't bother. If it doesn't concern you the reward is a lovely camping area complete with fire pits, full wood boxes, two shelters and a double long drop Eco toilets. In the few days we were there we saw no one else come into the camp ground, a few vehicles went further on to Huon Camp which is more suited to the tenters and hikers, we did take our rig through and got a few stunned looks.
The highlight apart from the peace and quiet was the many Pademelons that came and visited us, the pademelon inhabiting the Tasmanian forests have a variety of predators and are preyed upon by Tasmanian Devils, snakes, large birds of prey such as eagles, and even by quolls. The pademelon is a marsupial meaning that the female pademelon has a pouch on her belly where she nurses her young. After mating the infant pademelon will be born just 30 days later, when it has to make its own way into it's mother's pouch. Baby pademelon then spend the next 6 months or so growing and developing inside the pouch and eventually begin to venture out into the outside world.
Like the Quoll the small birds were too fast and flighty to get any photos, one draw back in using a compact camera is the zoom and shutter is not fast enough. The Currawongs were friendly though.
Edgar Dam gets the thumbs up from us, now being not far from Gordon Dam we thought we may as well revisit it again. Last time we were there the dam looked to be full of water, certainly not like we found it to be this time.
We thought we may stay a night at Teds Beach but the limited space was taken up by two 5th Wheelers so we instead headed back towards a little town called Pontville, we found the camp next to the sports grounds but compared to Kempton just 20klms away it lacked water access and Vickie wanted to get the washing under control, so back to Kempton we went.
Arriving late in the afternoon, all we did was relax and read our books, the next day it was laundry day and with the wind blowing briskly it didn't take long for things to dry. Whilst Vickie was taking care of the chores I went for a walk around town, Kempton is only 46klms from Hobart but it is a very quiet town with only a Post Office & Police station, it is a very Historic town like many in Tasmania and some old buildings are still standing, many were Hotels in their day.
The local council chambers
Saturday we drove into Hobart so that Vickie could go to the Salamanca Markets, I wandered up and down but to me it's all the same same, I do enjoy listening to the buskers and there are some talented people out there.
A friend told me about a hamburger restaurant in Hobart and as things happen we were standing near it but it still took us 10 minutes to find it, I ordered a burger & chips, Vickie went the healthy Caeser salad, needless to say mine was much nicer.
Leaving the markets we went for a drive around Battery Point and followed a road along the coast, after an hour or so we turned around and headed back to camp at Kempton.