There's one thing that Tassie isn't short on and that's walks - whether they're long and arduous or maybe just a gentle walk along a headland. Now my hips are better I'm loving a daily walk - an hour or two just wandering is utter bliss. This is what my bestie and I did on Monday before she drove me back to the airport - a gentle walk along a headland at South Arm, admiring various houses with views and thinking about which ones we would live in (if that was an option).

If you park anywhere on the road leading up from the main road you can find a spot across from a track that leads you down to the waterfront. The track is between the beach and the houses, where she-oaks or casuarina provide food for parrots and are sometimes poisoned for the views, which no one ever gets in trouble for it seems, because how can you prove it?

Like in Opossum Bay, where the houses are a mish mash of old and new, there's some lovely large homes that are architectually pleasing, to what can only be described as shacks. Most, I imagine, are holiday homes.

I liked this one with the large bush poles. Tam chose a small white shack. Who are we kidding? We'd never be able to afford a home like this, with a view like this.

Whilst this looks like a shark in the water, it's actually a seal, lazily doing it's morning hunt for fish. Tam says there's always one on the marina where her boat is moored. I think the water is far too cold for sharks.

We see the squat lighthouse on an island offshore - it's called Iron Pot Lighthouse — Australia’s oldest lighthouse site still in operation in some form. It’s just a small structure on a rocky speck called Iron Pot Island. It’s one of those things that makes you realise how close everything is out there, even if it feels vast - Hobart, the shipping channel, Antarctica-bound vessels moving through — all funnelled past this tiny, weather-beaten light that’s been guiding boats since the 1800s. Amazing. This is zoomed in somewhat.

There's lots of little coves and beaches and views to Hobart or to Bruny Island - it's seriously the kind of place where there's a cool view wherever you turn.

We walk as far as this headland and just around it. That empty bit of land is actually a military training area that is being sold off. I wonder if a developer will buy it (likely) or a private owner to build a mansion with views. Either or, it's a prime bit of real estate!

It's too cold for a swim, or we're too fragile - we have drunk a lot of wine this weekend - so we go home, eat avo on toast, lay in the sunshine, soak up the views, then I'm off home. To be honest, though there's a lot of cool little walks and there's lots of beauty and wonder on the South Arm, we have great walking round our little town too, so I dont' feel jealous of the beautiful houses with views at all, and feel perfectly content to look, enjoy, and leave it behind. It's not as if I won't be back.