Left Hobart and headed west into the wild interior.  Destination was Straun on the west coast, once one of the most isolated parts of the world, and still a long way from everything. It used to take two weeks from Hobart, battling against the roaring forties, to get here, now there is a road. The harbor is massive, far bigger than Sydney, but home to just a single township. There uses to be a penal settlement on an island in the bay but now there are just tourist encamped here. Took a late night trip out to the harbour mouth, the optimistic named Hells Gates, to see some very cute Fairy Penguins return from sea. The other couple who booked the trip, wimped out as the water was a bit rough so i had the boat, and the Penguins, all to myself.