Davenport to Bay of Fires - have we peaked too early?

Arrived in Tasmania to a full day of rain. All felt a bit deflated. We stocked up then drove through the drizzle until we got to the Bay of Fires on the upper East Coast of Tassie. Found a nice beachside camping site and the rain kindly stopped in time for us to spend many hours wrestling poles and tent walls until we'd set up. After dinner we decided to check out the beach - and wow! It's gotta be the most beautiful beach we've ever seen. Lombok-blue water, white-white sand, rocks for hopping and rock pools for poking. Checked the guidebook and apparently it's been voted the second best beach in the world. Not surprised. So we've spent a gorgeous first week with improving weather, swimming, jumping off rocks and lolling on the beach. No fishing joy for Bill, although Sash caught a flathead in a brief pause between listening to audiobooks and Gotye on the jetty.

Daytrip to cheese place, rainforest walk, and a hike up Mt William for Zara and Kate (while boys fished). Somewhat reluctantly moving on tomorrow. Half-worried that we have come to the most beautiful on earth as the first stop on the trip...