Camping, Coastlines & Cousin Time

We had such a beautiful stretch of days in Tasmania with my cousin and her family. We based ourselves partly at their farm, which was a cosy, peaceful place to land between adventures — slow mornings, good chats, animals wandering by, and that gentle Tassie quiet you can feel more than hear.

On our way out toward the coast, we stopped in the old convict town of Campbelltown, where the streets are lined with bricks engraved with the names and ages of convicts, their crimes and sentences, and sometimes even what became of them afterward. It was a fascinating and sobering little walk through history, and it gave the day an unexpected depth before we carried on.

From there, we headed to our camping spot, starting with the walk into Wineglass Bay. The lookout was stunning, but the beach itself was even better — curved white sand, that unbelievable turquoise water, and hardly anyone around. Definitely one of those “yep, this really is worth the hype” places.

We also discovered a new favourite: Friendly Beaches. Long, wild, windswept, and practically empty, we loved it straight away — and were even treated to a wallaby blending perfectly into the dunes, happily enjoying a snack.There’s something special about beaches that feel both dramatic and welcoming at the same time — like they’re happy you showed up.

One of the unexpected highlights was visiting the basalt columns — a massive formation where vertical columns have fallen sideways, almost like Tasmania’s version of the Giant’s Causeway. They create this otherworldly landscape of geometric stone and shadows, and it turns out the whole area is a dream for climbing. We didn’t climb this time, but we absolutely plan to when we return.

Between the camping, the beaches, the farm time, and all the family warmth, our days in Tassie felt full in the best possible way. A little wild, a little peaceful, and completely unforgettable.