Alum clinics gorge ,honey world cradle mountain to Roseberry

Getting used to packing up the nearly full gamut of the camper but still need to work on the timing when it comes to a 10 am checkout .
Tullah and Lake Mackintosh was today's target only 90 minutes over Cradle mountain shortly after we reached the western tiers famed Alum cliffs gorge reserve turnoff and headed the 800 metres up the track to the car park where I artfully park the car and Van combo .
the track was graded in our guide book as 1.6 Kms easy grade yet as we walked up the first steep section we had our doubts however the walk soon plateaued out once we got up a few hundred metres then we passed an artists impression of the area on a tri spoked platform .
A few storyboards along the way explained some of the native foods in the area namely native cherry and also how the area was the scene of many great corroboree between the local tribes where the women and children would gather the ochre to decorate their bodies that was gathered from the caves scattered along the gorge cliffs.
The views were amazing as we are getting used to with many of Tasmania's walks .
Chuldleigh was the next town we passed through where we stopped to look through the world of honey but just as we walked across the road a bus load of Asian tourists pulled up ( I shit you not!),
We soldiered on through the shop and took up the knowledge and war displayed before us but we couldn't pass up on a jar of leatherwood honey and an ice cream all round.
Again through Railton then Sheffield where we topped up at the unmanned servo ( great service lol) , then up pas Lake Barrington the Olympic rowing location then onwards to Cradle mountain to see the visitor centre and maybe a nights layover .
The layover was soon passed up as I refused to pay over $60 for an unpowered cramped sight with a million others when I could stay down the road for nicks .
Checked up on the overland track bookings which were fine as peak was slowing down then we grabbed a bite to eat and headed down the mountain towards our free campsite at lake mackintosh.
However of all of three location in camp six none were of assistance as the town on was relocated to a shabby shed near the boat ramp where we found some distressed nomads who were towed there after a Rosen spring nearly cost them there life on a steep downhill only to be abused by a so called landholder for camping at the posted coordinates for a camp.
We toured back to the lake and every single spot was taken by grey nomads saving a buck and also a hippyvan but I wasn't amused at how a couple of our grey haired or bald comrades parked their vans on the road so no one else could park the other side of them :(
we made the decision unwittingly to drive a little further up at Roseberry at the van park as it was getting late.
The park was easy enough to find so forked over two powered nights worth as we were doing some local walks tomorrow .
Set up in the old quarry area and not long after we were setup the iron ore train rumbled literally metres above our heads .
It was dark and we were all tired .