No 1 and I decided to head over to the "shack" for a few days as I had some time off from work. It was to be our "creative retreat". No mobile phone reception, internet, radio or TV.......arrgh!! How would I cope?
We packed up the van, he with musical instruments, me with craft projects galore. There was also a certain amount of chocolate tucked away amongst the supplies, I mean to say, I can live without the internet and TV but chocolate. I wasn't about to put that one to the test!
The shack is just that, nothing shabby chic about it. We had a roof over our heads, a comfy bed to sleep in, running water and plenty of it, all the mod cons, but nothing designer whatsoever.
As you can see from the photos it's in the bush, about 20 feet away from the Goulburn River. Birds galore, Kookaburras, Magpies, Parrots and a very handsome fellow visited early one morning. Yes, you guessed it my favourite Winter visitor - a flame Robin. Certainly brightened up my day.
This photo was taken from the main street of Mansfield, looking towards Mt. Buller and judging by the amount of people in town on the Friday night, the skiing up there must be ok. It's been a very average snow season so far but the previous week saw the best dump of snow for the season.
The shack is just that, nothing shabby chic about it. We had a roof over our heads, a comfy bed to sleep in, running water and plenty of it, all the mod cons, but nothing designer whatsoever.
As you can see from the photos it's in the bush, about 20 feet away from the Goulburn River. Birds galore, Kookaburras, Magpies, Parrots and a very handsome fellow visited early one morning. Yes, you guessed it my favourite Winter visitor - a flame Robin. Certainly brightened up my day.
This photo was taken from the main street of Mansfield, looking towards Mt. Buller and judging by the amount of people in town on the Friday night, the skiing up there must be ok. It's been a very average snow season so far but the previous week saw the best dump of snow for the season.
To get to the shack you head towards Buller then turn right , head up into the hills for Jamieson and keep going for another 20 mins or so.
It's fairly secluded, despite the roadway being one of the boundaries, the trees and scrub screen the traffic. It's fairly quiet during the week, but weekends can see a bit of traffic heading up the hill.
I took my lovely woollen, hand knitted socks with me. I bought them when visiting the Isle of Skye, 3 years ago.
So glad I threw them into my bag as it was quite chilly and they kept my tootsies, nice and toasty.
Sadly, one of them has developed quite a large hole in the heel, I have let it go a bit. Better think about darning it up somehow before it's too late. It took me ages to decide which pair I would buy, the colours were lovely and I could quite easily have tucked 2 or 3 pairs into my suitcase, had the budget allowed!
The river was up very high. The previous weekend they had 8 inches of rain, so the river was quite dirty looking and running very fast. No chance of fishing, this visit.
A very colourful visitor, waiting patiently for me to throw out some wild bird seed for him. He certainly stands out amongst the bare branches.
Here he is with his mate. They are King parrots and obviously they are used to being fed by visitors to the shack.
A very colourful visitor, waiting patiently for me to throw out some wild bird seed for him. He certainly stands out amongst the bare branches.
Here he is with his mate. They are King parrots and obviously they are used to being fed by visitors to the shack.
One morning I had left the bird seed bucket out in the carport and who was sitting on the edge of the bucket unable to reach the seed? It was his missus, cheeky thing.
We had a lovely time away and although you can't turn the creativity and inspiration on like a tap, we did manage to complete a few things.
No1, wrote some new lyrics for songs and came out with some killer tunes on the guitar.
My nimble fingers crocheted , embroidered and sketched. Sorry, no photos.
I learnt a few things , some of which surprised me:-
1) I thought I could do the no contact with other humans for a few days. Not so, about an hour after we arrived I was on the phone to big sis, just wanting to hear another human voice! Ok, so I hadn't settled into the 'hermit' lifestyle and it did get easier as the days went on. I found myself putting on the DVD, Yellowstone a couple of nights in a row, just to have another voice about the place.
Not being a social butterfly, I am quite content with my own company and when I feel the need to socialise I catch up with friends for a coffee, so I thought I would cope a little better than I did.
2) Don't take multiple projects with you. Select one or two any, more and it's unnecessary packing/unpacking.
3) After spending a few days in a one bedroom shack and coping quite well without all the 'stuff' I have at home, I am wondering do I really need it?
Why do I have all of this 'stuff'? What makes me go out and purchase things - need, want, desire!
I can imagine this question will be swirling around in my brain for a few days until I come to a conclusion.
I would be interested in any thoughts you have on said subject.
I hope you had a great weekend whether it was spent in a shack or a palace (or castle!).
The rain continues to fall here, Spring is waiting in the wings.
Thanks for dropping by, if you have a moment leave a comment and tell me how things are going in your little corner of the globe, it's always nice to hear from you.
Till next time , take care,
Claire X
Its dull grey and damp here in good old Buxton. Autumn already? Maybe. My daughter is in Brisbane at the moment staying with my sister for three weeks. She is impressed that even when it rains its warm.
ReplyDeleteI often yearn to get away from it all and then when I am away yearn for the bright lights and metropolitan chic of Buxton (That can't be right surely?) The grass is always greener I guess. I think there is a lot to be said for de cluttering though. I have an awful habit of saving things, so we have a garage and loft full of boxes of papers. Mrs BW threatens to throw them away every so often,so I am forced to move them about a bit and claim that I have sorted through them. I have a dream about living in a Yurt and travelling around. But I know deel down I would hate it.
Hello Claire!
ReplyDeleteYour 'shack' mini vacation looks so restful. I too have been wondering if I need all the stuff around me. I decided I don't and have donated or tossed boxes of it out...it is so freeing to be clutter free. I have requested that my friends and family not gift me with 'stuff' in the future. How many bird votive candle holders can a gal use???? Love your photos especially the beautiful birds.
your friend,
Janet xox
I actually gasped when I came upon the picture of the King Parrots. The last time we were in San Francisco, Up the coast a few hours, we walked out of our hotel and the tree in front of us was filled with green parrots. Very exotic even for San Francisco! They are particular to that area of the city, and they even did a movie about them, The Parrots Of Telegraph Hill. (Its wonderful if you ever run across it). Nice to get away, yes? But even better coming back home.
ReplyDeletewhat a great area, you are so lucky having a shack up there to escape to - we head for the Ovens valley every second year in the "van". I always pack way too many projects, thinking I'll have loads of spare time. The van doesn't have much room for "stuff" and we always survive for the six weeks or so - I don't miss the possessions, so long as I have a camp chair to sit and somewhere out of the rain. But I guess I always know its only such a short time to be without - but without all the hassles like phones, window envelopes, school schedules, kids athletics, traffic - much less stress !
ReplyDeleteYour shack puts my 4 sheds to shame! I only sleep in my no1 shed when Mrs CG and the girls kick me out for snoring or when I want a bit of piece and quiet!!
ReplyDeleteHi, next time we go to Skye I will let you know and you can put an order in for socks...its sock wool heaven here in germany...wool everywhere...can you knit your own...its dead easy (if I can do it) I was having similar thoughts about our tiny cottage in the cadstle grounds...its nice having everything to hand and much easier to cope with than a big old victorian terrace which is always cold and hard to keep clean....
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