MORNINGS WITH THE MOB
The following morning, I was woken by Luka, centimetres from my face with this eyes wide open. “Mum… there is a kangaroo… at… the… door,” he enunciated slowly. Before I had a chance to respond, he bolted out of the room.
It turns out Luka hadn’t been imagining things. We opened the front door and there he was: an Eastern Grey kangaroo, a few metres from the suite. Another hopped over then a few more came by. We sat down on our verandah, basking in the morning sun and the company of the local marsupials. It was a quintessentially Australian moment.
After our morning meeting with the mob, we rode our bikes up to the homestead for a magnificent breakfast of pastries, fruit, organic muesli and freshly made juices, as well as a delicious made-to-order hot breakfast. We enjoyed a bit of everything, fuelling up in preparation for the packed day ahead of us.
The first activity we chose was tree planting, an education in conservation for the kids. Not only was that a unique experience but a truly special one for our family, communing with nature and naming a tree after beloved late Granddad Boris. We now feel a connection to this place, the resort and its 2832-hectare wildlife reserve.
We then rode our bikes to the 1832 Heritage Homestead, a former settler’s farmhouse now restored to its colonial glory. After the kids enjoyed learning about how people lived “in the olden days”, we popped into the Kitchen Garden, which supplies the resort’s restaurants, to visit the resident scarecrow.
As we were still full from our hearty breakfast, we had a late lunch in the Country Kitchen. No sooner were the Wagyu burgers consumed then the boys were off on their bikes once more giving David and I a moment to relax.