Woo Hoo – what a fab weekend in Hobart, especially if you love snow!
The temperature gauge plummeted on Friday night and we woke up to a freezing Saturday morning. Seeing the golden glow on Salamanca Place on my way to Pilates, I knew we had an exciting day ahead as there was a chill in the air. When I got home, it was snowing at sea level!
After dragging out our snow gear we drove up to our friend’s place in Fern Tree. Permission was granted from the Council fella for us to pass through the closed roads … we had friends to visit and Glühwein to drink!
Arriving at Anne and Pete’s ‘mountain home’ always feels as though you are in the depths of the wilderness, but are really only 20 minutes away from the State’s capital city. It was even more special arriving to a ‘Winter Wonderland’ on Saturday – complete with a roaring fire, ‘Anton’ the deer, Glühwein bubbling away on the stove and a gaggle of little people pulling on their snow suits and boots ready for some backyard snow action.
We retreated inside as another storm passed through and I was kind of hoping we would get snowed in! It wasn’t meant to be but it was such a special day spent with special friends.
On Sunday, the sun was shining but it was still freezing. We rugged up again and ventured our for lunch with friends who were visiting from Launceston. xx