We pulled into Stanley and the weather decided to give us a proper welcome. The sun broke through the clouds and a perfect rainbow arched right over the van as we were getting settled. I told Lisa it was a good sign, though she was more interested in making sure I didn't park us in a boggy patch of grass. It’s a beautiful, green spot to pull up, and having that bit of colour in the sky made the arrival feel special.

You can’t really go anywhere in this town without being looked down upon by the Nut. It’s a massive hunk of rock that dominates the whole landscape. We took a stroll down along the beach to get a better look at it. The tide was out, leaving a wide stretch of sand and some gentle ripples in the shallows. Standing there with the sea breeze in our faces, looking up at that sheer cliff face, you really feel how small you are.

The town itself is full of character. We spent a good while just wandering past the old buildings. There’s a real sturdiness to the place, especially with all the local stone they used for the older houses. We came across one particularly handsome stone building right near the water’s edge, with heavy walls and a little outdoor seating area. It’s got a great view of the bay, and I reckon it would be a cracking spot to sit and watch the weather roll in.

A bit further along, tucked right under the shadow of the hill, we found another impressive stone house. This one has these bright white window frames and a neat little wooden staircase leading up to the door. The way the dark, craggy rock of the Nut rises up directly behind the roofline is quite a sight. Lisa was admiring the stonework, while I was wondering how they managed to haul all those blocks into place back in the day.

Even the shops in the main street make you feel like you’ve stepped back a few decades. We walked past the C.A. Reid & Sons General Store, which is a classic old weatherboard building with a red roof and a big veranda over the footpath. It’s the kind of place that makes you want to pop in just to see if they still keep the lollies in glass jars.

To get the best perspective on the whole area, we headed up to a higher vantage point. From up there, you can see how the town is perched on that narrow neck of land. The curve of the beach is near perfect, and the blue of the water is incredibly vivid against the green of the paddocks. Looking across the bay towards the Nut, you get a real sense of why people fall in love with this corner of Tasmania. It’s a rugged, beautiful place, and we’re very glad we made the trip up here.


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