Reflections at Four Mile Creek, Tasmania

A sweet place and it's Four Miles Creek that we called into on the way to St. Helens.
Yeas ago our friends parents owned a 'shack' overlooking the Tasman Sea. Many weekends we would come with our friends to stay in the shack.  Often we would leave Launceston about midnight and arrived in the early hours of the morning, dodging the kangaroos and wild life along the way.  We would go for picnics up the bush, light a fire in the clearing and generally have a good time.

On the trip last week we came across a lady whom my husband recognized from school - so it turned out that we went to their house for a cup of tea and catching up on the years that had passed.

Not many people live at Four Mile Creek, nor are there many shacks or houses.  It's a great fishing area and for a swim close to shore.

The photos below are of the Creek where there are fish that sometimes jump partly out of the water.

This Bridge is fairly new, the one before was wooden and not at all safe.