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Day four was our last full day in Tasmania. We headed out early, in order to make it to ZooDoo, a small zoo with several “petting” areas, baby animals, and a sort of pseudo-safari. We got their too early, so we left for Ross, which has a historic bridge in it (lots of photos, post cards, etc), and got breakfast, then headed back to ZooDoo.
This place was great! We walked through the indoor baby-animal area and were told to feel free to climb right into the cages and play with the animals. They had miniature horses the smallest I have ever seen them (more on them later, it’s hilarious!!), piglets, ferrets, guinea pigs, rabbits, and some birds. Outside, we found the native animal area and, again, were allowed to enter and play with the tamar wallabies, the bennett wallabies, a koala, and got to see (but NOT play with) a Tasmanian Devil.
We then went on the pseudo-safari and fed Emu, Ostriches, Camels, a Water Buffalo, and a miniature herd of tiny horses.
But the “biggest” event, by far, was the miniature horse races. I kid you not. They had a tiny race track, complete with tiny start-gates, built in a two car garage looking barn. They brought out three tiny horses in complete racing attire, including a stuffed monkey sitting in a saddle as the jockey. They loaded the gates, let us all place our bets (sort of, they gave us all a number and told us which horse was “ours.” The winner got a lollipop.) and away they went, being chased by a dude waving a flag behind them to keep them interested. My horse won! I gave Kimberly my lollipop.
Then we went back out to the native animals area and played a bit more with the koala and wallabies.
Here’s another funny thing. The Koala was really gentle. We have been told many times not to mess with them because they smell bad and are ill-tempered. Not this one. Didn’t smell at all and was as ferocious as belly-button lint. Anyway, while Kimberly was petting him, she wanted a picture that made it look like he was kissing the koala in his nose. She got really close, but sort of behind the koala, and made this huge pucker. I readied the camera, but then, before either of us knew it, the koala decided that he didn’t like being ALMOST kissed, and stuck his head out to finish the job. I was a little late in catching it on camera, but Kimberly is the only person I know to get hit on (full-up smooched) by a koala. I couldn’t stop laughing long enough to get jealous.
After ZooDoo, we left for Cadbury Factory, stopping for lunch at the Maze place. –Think corn mazes (two of them) and an attached restaurant and you’re there. That was back in Ross, the place with the historic bridge.
As previously written, the Cadbury Factory no longer gives tours. That’s okay, because we have seen chocolate being made (Hershy), and they still offered admission to the gift and chocolate shops on site. It cost us $10 to get into the door since they can’t sell “to the public,” but we enjoyed the chocolate shop immensely. I figured we would spend the money we would have spent on the tour on the chocolate. We got a bunch, including a pretty “healthy” dose of Dark Chocolates for Peter for driving us to and from the airport. I figured we owed him AT LEAST that, and much more. We got one of just about everything they made in Tasmania...
Afterwards, we went to the Female Factory (used to be a women’s’ prison, but now it makes homemade fudge), and got a few packs of “seconds” fudges in the flavours we like. These were the excess pieces taken from what’s left after the blocks are cut for packaging. Same fudge, same flavours, just the wrong size for “professional wrapping,” so we got it cheap!
We left the fudge factory, went back to Tacos the Mexican place for dinner, since it was our last night and we liked it the best.