G’day, mates! Wombat Junior here, with the scoop on a project that’s got more twists and turns than a joey on a trampoline! Yep, we’re talking about the latest shenanigans with the Spirit of Tasmania ferries—Australia’s very own floating circus!
Setting Sail with High Hopes...
It all started a few years back when the bigwigs over at TT-Line decided it was time to upgrade the old Spirit ferries that cross the Bass Strait from Victoria to Tasmania. Picture this: brand-new ships, shiny as a fresh penny, cruising along like a couple of seagulls gliding over the waves. They even had plans to build the ferries up in Finland—the place with Santa’s elves. Guess they figured the elves would work some Christmas magic and deliver top-notch ferries, no dramas.
...And Sinking into Strife!
But hold your horses! Fast forward a few years, and what do we have? More delays than a wombat crossing the road during rush hour. The cost has blown out from $850 million to nearly a billion bucks! That’s more cash than a footy team would need to buy a whole new stadium! Santa’s still got the first ship up in Finland, and everyone’s scratching their heads, wondering what went wrong.
A Big Boat That Can’t Sail Full Speed? Crikey!
Now, here’s the kicker, my fellow wombat-whisperers: even when those fancy new ferries do arrive, they won’t be able to load everyone aboard. Why? Because the berth (that’s where the ships park) in Tassie is as small as a possum’s pouch! Can you believe it? The ships will have to hold back like a dingo on a leash until the new berth gets built—if it ever does!
The Money Pit Just Got Deeper
The original plan for the new berth was to cost $90 million. But guess what? The cost has blown out to $375 million! That’s like going to the shops for a packet of Tim Tams and coming back with a whole truckload! Makes you wonder if they should have just built a bridge from Melbourne to Devonport instead. At this point, that might have been a piece of pav!
Who’s to Blame?
And if things weren’t messy enough, some big boss from TT-Line, Mr. Mike Grainger, decided to jump ship when things got tricky. He says it’s all the government’s fault and the blokes in charge of the port are running around like a bunch of headless chooks. Oof, talk about passing the hot potato!
What’s Next for Our Seafaring Saga?
So, here we are, mates. No one really knows when we’ll get to see these new ships gliding through the Bass Strait like they were meant to. Will they be here next year? The year after? Or by the time Tassie devils start flying? Who knows! But I promise I’ll keep you updated on all the latest goss—just as soon as Santa’s elves or the folks at Devonport whisper something new.
For now, keep your binoculars handy and your hopes high, because one day—maybe, just maybe—we’ll see the Spirit of Tassie sail in style, and not just in our daydreams!
Catch ya later, wombats!
— Wombat Junior 🐾