After more than thirty hours of travelling from the UK to Tasmania, we found ourselves on Maatsuyker Island, exhausted, but excited, and in desperate need of a cuppa and a nap. But that would have to wait. The team from the Tasmania Parks and Wildlife Remote Management Team apparently had other ideas.
There was so much to take in on our tour – daily tasks, repairs and maintenance works that were found on our very long to-do list, and a multitude of safety procedures – and the sleep deprivation certainly wasn’t helping with our retention levels. Thankfully the team is super professional and there are backup procedures written down for everything as well as The List. I have a sneaking suspicion this list is going to become our nemesis.
The cottage is lovely, homely and cozy with a log burning fire that we crashed out in front of after the team. We woke up hours later – gotta love that jet lag – and had a quick dinner before heading off to bed. Unfortunately, the aforementioned jet lag came into play again in the early hours of the morning so here I sit in the darkness, wrapped in a blanket and about three other layers of clothing, blogging away to you lovely people, whoever you might be.
Today is going to be a busy one. Lots of unpacking and sorting through the mysterious crates and bags that came along on our helicopter ride and are now piled ominously in the living room, waiting for us to do something with them. The smart money is on the contents somehow matching up with the items on The List.
Anyway, I think I can hear Louis banging about in need of tea so I’ll sign off for now.
Lots of love from the arse end of the Earth!
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