This was not a smelly place.
We anchored in a gorgeous bay and found an old boat ramp which lead directly to the festival.
They had Tasmanian distilled vodka, gin , limoncello Small Pippin blackberry & apple cider and Devil Beer. That’s not mentioning the seared wallaby rolls, salmon& coleslaw roll, Afghan delight. We are now the proud recipients of vintage shotglasses and a vintage Garlic press. Of course, there was Garlic judging, Garlic plaiting lessons and Garlic in every iteration.