We used to live at Fern Tree, and dreaded those days. Cranky, anxious and impatient people trying too hard to have fun. But worse was the cry that went up after every decent snowfall: "See ... we need a cable car!" I suspect Hobart might just have shown itself too green for such a proposal to ever get up (fingers crossed!!
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Walking up from Fern Tree or going to Neika and playing on the Pipeline Track became our alternatives. Plus one year we walked up at night, using torches and moonlight. I'll never forget the tinkling icicles we brushed past on the Zig Zag track. Ain't snow grand
cheers
Peter