At the end of Loverocks Road sits a modest wooden house perched on top of the hill. It was built in the 80’s by my gran and pop. From the living room we enjoyed this view of Mt Cameron, or ‘the elephant’ as us kids called it.
A beautiful sight on a perfect day, but absolutely spectacular on a windy, wet one.
I’ve not been to this house in many years, but this view stays firmly etched in my memory.