This was 8 April 2014, the third day of our trip in Tasmania.

The fruit corner, breakfast at Beulah

The fruit corner, breakfast at Beulah

Jan, one of the owners of Beulah Heritage B&B, is a lovely person. She made a plentiful breakfast with a variety of food on her beautiful tableware. Her homemade honey baked muesli was second to none! We forgot to get some tips of this secret recipe from her. In the living room, dining room and bedrooms, every item has a loving memory of her family. Jan loves to share with everyone the vivid history of each collection.

No one can deny that it is not easy to maintain a B&B of this size tidy and clean. Equally surprising Jan and Holger also run a small shopfront called House of Rhubarb on the ground level of this heritage house next to the backyard. Don’t miss out staying one night in Beulah Heritage B&B if you visit Scottsdale.

Breakfast at Beulah Heritage B&B

Breakfast at Beulah Heritage B&B

On the way to our next stop, we saw a beautiful garden on the mountain slope led by a dirt road. We then made an accidental visit to the Villarett Gardens. We initially wanted to have a simple coffee break or wander around the garden but ended up having an early lunch there. The food was ordinary. Perhaps that’s the reason why we were the only customers in the restaurant. The owner tried hard to sell us some sweets from the menu but we really did not have room for more food. Some may love the design of the garden but from a perspective of a photographer, I was not impressed. I do not like everything too artificial.

Fish and chips at Villarett Gardens

Fish and chips at Villarett Gardens

It was getting very cloudy when we arrived at Sheffield, a tourist town known for the pictures of art on the walls and viewing Mt. Roland from a distance. Sadly it was too misty to see the iconic landmark. After parking our car at the roadside, a Japanese young man stopped right in front of us selling some fresh strawberries. On the last day of work (that was the day before) he was given boxes of strawberries as souvenirs. His English was limited but with a pleasant smile, we picked a box of strawberries with a wish to give some more financial support to this young Japanese after his work holiday.

An old bookstore in Sheffield

An old bookstore in Sheffield

We continued to drive along the north coast to Burnie, where we bought fish fillets from the only seafood shop in the city centre. The shop assistant pointed us to a butcher called Hygienic Butcher at Somerset, a town located about 10 minutes drive from Burnie. This is a popular butcher as we saw many customers arriving and leaving while we were there pondering what to buy. We bought five big freshly cut pieces of rib eyes fillets to prepare for a big feast in the evening.

Hygienic Butcher in Somerset

Hygienic Butcher in Somerset

We arrived at 5pm in Stanley in the midst of a misty weather.  Without much trouble we checked in the Abbey’s Cottage, a seaside house right at the foothill of the Nut.

The Nut, Stanley

The Nut, Stanley

With the magic touch of our greatest chef George, dinner was ready in no time. It was the most delicious meal (with a combination of fish and beef) so far in this trip.

The best dinner in Stanley

The best dinner in Stanley

Featured image: The orange rocks.  Leica M (Type 240) with Summicron-M 50mm, ISO200, f/3.4, 1/350 sec

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