A few days in Devonport – Day 3

A noisy night. Around midnight the hoons retired for the evening but then the general background hum of machinery with a bit of surf added in seemed worse than previous nights. Maybe the wind direction? 

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A few Days in Devonport – Day 2

Riding the Devonport Shared Paths

I had a good sleep although it took a bit of time to drop off – yes the Hoons were out last night. Before sunrise (about 5.30am) the incoming Spirit of Tasmania let rip with its fog horn to warn of its entry into the river. So it was an early up too but feeling rested.

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