Gaythorne to Glorious

I share a lot of my life and home on Instagram, but it always seems to be missed here on the website.

And so I thought I might do a little tribute to my Gaythorne home (where I rented a wonky and delapidated queenslander for 3.5 years) and my new-to-me Mount Glorious cabin (where I have been dreaming of moving to for a while now).


I loved living in Gaythorne. I grew up and went to school in the 4051 postcode. And so the familiar neighbourhood suited me; it was near my family and everything that I knew. We moved to our circa 1920s home in July 2015, a month before I married Jean.

It was a home that was filled with light and character, and as the years went by I wasn’t sure how I could ever leave. Unfortunately, because we only rented it, we could do nothing about the peeling paint and wonky nature of the home. It became unbearable to watch my beloved home crumble before me and so we had to leave.. but first we had to work out where to next.

We might be the last people to live in that house, as it now sits empty on land that is highly sought after by developers.

Mount Glorious

I grew up visiting the Maiala picnic ground on Mount Glorious frequently with my family. Jean and I would visit often together, he would birdwatch in the forest and I would lie on the grass and read books in the sun.

Moving out of the city has been something I have wanted to do for all my adult life, but being young I was not quite ready to move too far from my family, friends, and clients in Brisbane.

Something switched in my head last year on a visit to see friends in Sweden. I would wake up and sit on their deck, surrounded by forest and nature. And it suddenly all made sense and we decided that we would find some way to move to Mount Glorious when our rental lease was up the following January.

Upon announcing our desire to move to the mountain, a lot of people would say to me “but that is so far from the city” and “but you will have to drive so far to work”. And I would say, “exactly.”

Mount Glorious, if you haven’t been, is just 40 minutes from where we used to live in Gaythorne, and probably the closest rainforest to Brisbane city. We initially wanted to rent something, to “test” out the mountain life. But we accidentally fell in love with this little place and worked hard to make it happen over several months.

Finally we are here, and it is true paradise.

Postcards from the Blue Mountains

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Blue Mountains?

As soon as you see it, you understand it.

A theory is that it is the Eucalyptus oil combining with dust particles and water vapour that creates the famous Blue haze.

In August I came across the opportunity to attend a workshop with Luisa Brimble. I had been wanting to attend one with her for years, and finally the stars aligned, and the workshop just so happened to be in the town of Lawson, in the Blue Mountains.

I had always wanted to visit so I couldn’t pass up the chance to make a road trip out of it and explore the region while I was there.

With my Mum to accompany me, we set off on the 8 hour drive from our Yamba apartment on a Wednesday morning and arrived in Katoomba just in time for sunset over the Three Sisters.

I decided to stay in Katoomba purely based on the fact that the cheapest non-dodgy-looking Airbnb that I could find was there. And it was very close to the Three Sisters.

The workshop went for two days, so in the few daylight hours outside of my time there we visited lookouts, drove the Mountain Drive and planned our Saturday, which was the day I had set aside for exploring.

I will share the results of the workshop with you another day, as the images that we took will be going into an Recipe E-Book for Lyttleton Stores (yet to be released). Keep your eyes peeled for that as there are some seriously drool-worthy scenes.

The Saturday was very windy and cold! But we didn’t let this stop us from exploring. First we fuelled up with breakfast and coffee in Leura, followed by a quick wander around the quaint Main Street.

Everglades, a house and garden owned by the National Trust was next on our list.

The garden was expansive and thoughtfully planned out. As our visit was timed on the cusp of spring we missed out on the blossoming trees, azaleas, rhododendrons and more. However we were pleased to be witness to hosts of daffodils and hellebores throughout the gardens.

Next we headed up the range to Blackheath. We had good word via Instagram that Govett’s Leap Lookout was worth a trip and it didn’t disappoint.

Whilst in Blackheath we stopped for lunch and a poke around in the antique centre and also visited a wonderful book shop.

We checked out a bunch of lookouts along the way before heading back to our cottage for a cosy night in before our trip home the next day.

Next time, I hope to stay in Leura and go closer to the end of September instead for their open gardens weekend.

We all know how hard it can be to find a decent meal or work out what exactly to do when in a new place. So below are the places we loved, and are definitely worth mentioning. Let me know in the comments if you have any recommendations to share!