3 Hours later and still no B, my mind is now replaying scenes from the first 4 days...
I decided there was nothing constructive I could do - a drive through town looking for him took all of 5 minutes, and thinking it was likely he had gone over to Maria Island, I decided to head down to Orford to check out a gluten-free pizza joint I had heard of.
And glad I was - the pizzas were simply amazing. The base itself was nothing special - quite satisfactory though, but the toppings were devine! The focus seemed to be on specific combinations of one or two items matched with a different cheese. There were blue-vein options, Camembert, cheddar and everything in-between. The base is one size only, small, so they recommend you buy two for a decent meal. Not a problem - meant making the decision on toppings was slightly easier. The pizza place is Scorchers by the River Gallery Café and I highly recommend it! The only really strange thing is that they don't seem to advertise that they do gluten-free pizzas! Although it is completely possible I missed the sign, I did look for one.
After partaking of the amazingly excellent pizzas I returned to the caravan park to find our unit had been broken into! Strangely the only item moved was B's bag, from which his plate and cutlery had been removed. Yes, he had returned late from Maria Island due to a late returning ferry, managed to convince the caravan park owner that he was with me and raced up to get a meal with the bike riders.
The next day was Saturday, and glad I was that I had a car and was less than 2 hours from Hobart. In the morning B set off for Richmond, and I drove south instead aiming for the famous Salamanca Markets!
I did a little sightseeing on my own on the way, taking this panoramic photo of The Thumbs, before arriving at the Salamanca Markets later in the day.
