On Flinders Island, ocean lies at the end of every gravel road. Usually, there’s a picnic table nearby, with sharp views of ancient granite peaks, softer coves or a graceful azure coastline where you can sit and consider things like: shells you just collected; which path to walk (bush, boulders or sandy beach); how, finally, the kids are playing outside their bedrooms; the crayfish being barbecued for lunch… nothing about tomorrow, it can wait. Anyway, there might be storms, then, and plans will have to change.
Flinders Island is the place to come to if you want to stop the world and have an adventure and rest (yes, the two can go hand in hand). To put it in perspective, the distance north to south is roughly the same as Sydney to Gosford, or Melbourne to Geelong. But uninterrupted spaces, and the island’s location in Bass Strait, make you feel like you’re really going places – one km feels like 10km. With a population of a small village (around 900), in an area roughly the size of Hong Kong, it’s possible to feel like you’ve been washed up on a place owned by nature – where every day is like the world has just begun. Local writer Fran Bryson tells her visitors that, for islanders, “a crowded beach is one with someone else’s footprints on it”. The presence of people, or even signs of their presence, can somehow shrink a place.
It’s an adventure just getting here. Flying from Launceston (or Essendon) in a silver twin-engine turbo prop aircraft, you might fancy yourself as Angelina or Brad, hopping aboard your own private jet. “Welcome to Flinders Island: Remote and Rugged”. It’s the first sign you see on disembarking – words passengers use themselves viewing the islands from the air. A boat trip from Bridport or Welshpool is another option, arriving like the sealer-Straitsmen of old. Travel times depend on both weather and the effect of the tides on one of the world’s wilder stretches of water that kept Tasmanian Aborigines separated as hunter-gatherers for 10,000 years.
A visit to the Furneaux Museum, one of Australia’s best small museums, is a must, as well as historic Wybalenna Chapel and cemetery at nearby Settlement Point. A haunting reminder of Australia’s recent past, Wybalenna’s graveyard contains unmarked Aboriginal graves, along with headstones of the first European settlers, and a plaque to commemorate Mannalargenna, the north-east Tasmanian nation’s 19th-century ancestor. The few surviving Aborigines from the Tasmanian mainland were finally exiled here in the 1830s to be ‘civilised and Christianised’; many of them suffered disease and death before the remaining 47 were moved back to Tasmania.
Today Aborigines live on both Flinders and Cape Barren, and are largely descended from north-east nation women taken to live on the islands by European men seeking to make livelihoods outside the colonial regime. Cape Barren Island, which had been established as an Aboriginal Reserve in 1881, was formally handed over to the Aboriginal community in 2005. Cultural knowledge continues to be passed on by elders who can trace their ancestry to Mannalargenna through his daughters.
Flinders is home to farmers and fishermen, artists and writers, and services and small businesses supporting the needs of both the local community and tourists. From the two main towns of Whitemark and Lady Barron, you can arrange or access most things necessary for enjoying Flinders life. You can experience a taste of exactly what’s on offer by following local Sammi Gowthorp who blogs at www.islandlifestyle.com.au and posts stunning images on her Instagram account (@FlindersLife).
Sammi and her husband AK left Melbourne with their two young children two years ago and now live at Lady Barron. “We lived by the freeway in Melbourne,” says AK, “so we know what getting woken up by traffic in the morning is like.” “Now we wake up to the sound of birdsong,” laughs Sammi.
With two well-stocked rural supermarkets, as well as E.M. Bowman’s family store (est 1921), and Roberts the local stock agent, if Islanders can’t get what they need they either grow it, make it themselves, or just make do without.
“I think Flinders Islanders do really well,” says Whitemark chef and caterer Anne-Marie Wilkins from Annie’s Kitchen, whose pies sell in Gippsland, too. “Our beef, our lamb and our seafood, as well as our home grown veggies, afford us the luxury of eating like kings and queens – daily!”
Which means, while the island has just a handful of restaurants, pubs and cafes, visitors who want to camp, picnic, or be catered for are well served by locals who make it their business to provide for every appetite. And also why, even when you’ve reached the end of the road, from Trousers Point to North End River, and from Killiecrankie to Cameron’s Inlet, it seems there is a picnic table at every perfect cove and beach. No neon signs or fancy schmanzy add-ons. The landscape is what speaks (“Freycinet on steroids” is how one local described it), requiring little fanfare.
For those who view the pastimes of beachcombing, rock-hopping, wildlife watching, or picnicking as more for the feint-hearted, there are challenging bushwalks that include a climb to the top of Mt Strzelecki. Rated ‘Hard’ in the guidebooks because it’s all of 756m high, the 5-hour return National Park walk involves a final scrabble up boulders to the peak, and affords such an all-round view of Tasmania and beyond it makes you want to hold on to the nearest rock or fellow climber. Views from Walkers Lookout or Vinegar Hill are a little less adventurous and may be just as pleasing on a clear day.
Anyone interested in observing Tasmanian flora close up is in for a treat on Flinders; there are many endemic and endangered species here, as well as plant and birdlife unique to the Furneaux Group of islands. The Whitemark library is well-stocked with books on the subject (including One Hundred Islands: the flora of the Outer Furneaux), as is Bowman’s bookshop, and Flinders Council’s Visitor Information Centre. Former island resident and late historian Stephen Murray-Smith wrote eloquently of Bass Strait as “Australia’s last frontier”. For him it was “an area of priceless significance for all time” with the capacity to become “one of the world’s notable protected areas”.
When you visit, you will see what he means, and understand why it’s up to all of us to help protect it.
Published in Country Style July 2014