We drove to Stanthorpe for the Queen’s Birthday long weekend recently, staying in a tiny cabin in a camping ground, with a river running along the back of the property.
Why can I never get horizons straight? Apparently I stand on angles when taking landscape shots.
We climbed up a big rock (the Pyramid walk in Girraween National Park – which is gorgeous, and I want to go back there when the wildflowers are blooming in spring)…
And admired the view. We were all wearing shorts & jumpers, and the wind was freezing. I am not terribly fond of heights, and particularly not when I’m surrounded by them while scrambling up a slippery granite slope.
We played some music while the sun went down, drank some wine and ate cheese.
Stanthorpe is overrun by wineries, but only features one dairy – an astonishing oversight. I bought lots of cheese that the husband doesn’t particularly like, and now need someone to feed cheese to. Mature cheddar, anyone?
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Pleased you enjoyed your visit to our region. I’m forwarding the link to Karen and Ross who have the dairy…they’ll be happy to learn of your visit too.