First posted on March 10, 2013
Cruising to MONA took us north for 30 minutes, under the Tasman Bridge, past working docks, the terraced seating at the finish line of the Hobart regatta and Government House.
Regatta finishing line.
Cenotaph and Mt Wellington in the background.
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Government House
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But that was quickly followed by the industrial areas of Hobart – a fuel storage depot (no refineries here), zinc smelter, catamaran builders.
Zinc smelter
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Catamaran building yard,
with smelter in background
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Interesting, but this isn’t the part of town where I’d want to be living and hardly an attractive view from the homes on the opposite bank of the river. This industrial/working class part of Hobart is where MONA owner David Walsh grew up and came back to in order to establish his museum/gallery. What he’s done for Tasmanian tourism is a one-man miracle. MONA itself looks wonderful as you approach it by water. You can drive there, of course, but I can’t imagine that approach being so arresting a sight.
Approaching MONA |
Leaving MONA - close to sunset |
The chug boat – what a contrast! It stayed closer to the shoreline and because it was going slowly I got a longer, better view of things I, relatively speaking, whizzed by earlier.
Tasman Bridge
with the
remains of the last pylon of its ill-fated predecessor in the
foreground
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Under the Tasman Bridge
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Antarctic supply ship
“Aurora Australis”
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(R) The “chug” boat
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“SSS Brigitte Bardot”, a small boat from the Sea Shepherd fleet
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