Hello dear friends,
It is so nice to be home. Sure, it took two days to travel from the Hunter Valley home but as we did, we realised all over again why we called our trip The Autumn Leaves Road Trip, because as we drove along The New England Highway we saw the ever-changing aspect of the changing of the leaves depending on the district or the weather.
And everything had changed since we had blithely driven down the highway nine days ago, and we were lucky to be witness to that change.
Trees with leaves that were in full bloom in Tenterfield and Glenn Innis on the way through were now bare and desolate. Leaves that were beginning to colour in Armidale were now in full show and then the surprise was in Queensland at Stanthorpe. Trees that had no colour at all were now lovely and colourful, which reminded us that Queensland too can put on a good show in the colder areas of the state such as Stanthorpe.
It was such an interesting exercise to drive along and witness the ever-changing landscape laid out before us like a gift. I had to give up trying to capture photos … it was too hard. We just learnt to enjoy the experience and let it sink in. Breathtakingly beautiful.
But even before we left the Hunter Valley, we had ventured out to the little town of Woolombi (see blog) only to discover it too was full of autumn trees in full colour. A reminder of the season we were in.
It truly was an Autumn Leaves Road Trip from beginning to end.
It is over now. Geoff has gone off to work. The mess in my kitchen this morning was evidence of this; however, after an hour’s tidying, cleaning and putting away, I have come to write. There is still the spare bedroom yet to tackle and suitcases to empty, but I wanted to take some time out to inform all of my readers where were are at, in relation to our trip.
Two busy days travelling had meant no writing! I was too busy having a good time catching up (for five wonderful hours) with Geoff’s cousin and family in Tamworth and arriving far too late in the little town of Uralla to write. Too busy freezing to death that is. What a cold cold place it was up in the highlands. No wonder their autumn leaves were so nice! A meal at The Top Pub with a roaring fire helped enormously. Leaving was the problem …
I look in my bedroom now and realise my suitcase will not get unpacked by osmosis. Oh, I wish it would! Wouldn’t it be nice to have a robot on hand (domestic help would suffice) but no … no such luck in this house. Still, I find myself doing a little holiday dreaming as I go about my chores.
I have not come down to earth as yet. It will happen though … eventually. It always does. Have you noticed this after a holiday? There is a reluctance to end the holiday? If I could, I would put it off, but time marches on and there are other activities pressing during the week.
So, I will finish my writing and leave you with some favourite photos of the holiday. My favourite thing about our holiday had to be visiting The Hunter Valley Gardens which were truly amazing … even inspirational; they left us feeling good all over.
Oh, I have to say that it was a lovely, lovely holiday. We met some interesting people, watched glorious sunsets every night, became wine experts sipping wines and spitting them out (as you do), tasting cheese and having coffees everywhere.
We travelled to little heritage towns and met people like Stephan Arnott (6th grandson of tjhe original Arnott of biscuit fame) and others who continue on the traditions of their forefathers.
And the pièce de résistance … let’s not forget to pay homage to the incredible RASPBERRY GELATO made by the Smelly Cheese Factory; also the apple strudel in Morpeth: both were to die for. What is a holiday without good food? Oh, don’t get me started!
On that note, dear friends I will take my leave. Thank you for coming on The Autumn Leaves Road Trip with me.
It was so nice to have your company on the journey …