Standing on the rocks and logs of Arthur River you can only experience desolation and beauty. The tannin stained waters flow down the Arthur River and with the incredible chilly winds and rough seas, the water turns to a brown foam. You can only feel that thousands of years ago, it was just the same as you are looking at now.

At the west side of Godfrey's Beach, these amazing formations sit. On this particular time, October 2011, we climbed over countless rocks. Sitting along this rock was this beautiful white algae in bloom and the rolling green hills of Stanley in the distance. It doesn't get much better than this.

As a scudding shower skirts the West Coast, the tide surges over the weathered rocks at the Edge Of The World. These logs are drenched by crashing waves - this photograph involved a meticulous process of covering the camera before taking a photograph and then cleaning the filters - hoping that the photograph is perfect.

A short drive from Arthur River on the West Coast, heading south and you'll find yourself at a turn off to visit these strange desolate, jagged, rock formations. Here I climbed down the rocks to be 'in amongst it' - right where the waves crash and flow. This long exposure, captures the mood of the West Coast - wind blown, ancient and unique.

Driving south from Freycinet (in the distance), the turquoise, clear waters of Oyster Bay were an absolute must stop. Driving down a road, one could only be amazed to see a blanked of yellow wildflowers to seal this image. Everything always falls into place in Tasmania.

The roots of this tree twist and entwine themselves deep into the lichen covered rocks of the Bay of Fires. A clear sunset produced a calm glow of twilight as little waves lapped into the bay as the cold set in.

A short walk from the carpark and you're standing on the Tessellated Pavement. I looked behind to see what the morning light was doing after a clear dawn rise, and this scene was simply before me - low clouds over the mountains, crashing waves and glassy reflections.

Ancient logs that flow down the Arthur River to the "Edge Of The World" that were once part of the forest of the Tarkine Wilderness rest calmly amongst the battered rocks pounded by the Indian Ocean - a fallen forest.

Overlooking Coles Bay sits the peaks of The Hazards - mountain peaks that rest quietly and often glow orange and red during a sunset.

The orange and red lichen that covers the white granite rocks of the Bay of Fires are world re-known for its stunning beauty. The tree is really quite famous, and I never tire of photographing it. This particular afternoon was rainy and we only had time to capture a few frames before we could no longer shoot. We were lucky to have this light before the rain closed in.

Godfrey's Beach in Stanley is a beach that has many faces depending on the tides and seasons. You can climb the rocks to find some stunning rock formations or photograph the intricate patterns on the beach. There is also The Nut, a shell of an extinct volcano, that calmly looms over the beach and is reflective at low tide.