A weekend in the Blueys

Work has its perks. At a reward and recognition evening whilst sipping on a rather satisfying cider I got to click a button that spun a coloured wheel on a TV screen and landed me a holiday in the Blueys. Woohoo!

I love the blue mountains in early winter. Slightly smaller crowds and cooler clear weather.

Sublime Point took our breath away and we got the lookout to ourselves for at least 15 minutes which was lucky. There was a little bit of mist down below to the east that just set it off. After hitting up the three sisters so many years in row, it was nice to find a bit of seclusion.

We were staying in Leura and went for a short walk around the Leura cascades and to a look out with a view back to the bridal veil falls. Beautiful!

Few holidays are complete for us without a day spa. Hamilton Day Spa in a backstreet cottage in Wentworth Falls was well worth the momentary thoughts of a serial killer-esque mountain cottage park-on-the-street and walk up the driveway. It was so peaceful. The staff were friendly. The music was exactly the kind I like, meditative spa music, not honky piano Christmas tunes like some spa places play all year round. It was a gentle-ish massage with sweet-smelling essential oils and we both nearly fell asleep.

It was something of an unexpected culinary holiday too.

Blue Mist Cafe, Wentworth Falls. I had the roast vegetable linguine and Chris had the steak and kidney pie. A flourless chocolate cake that was very chocolatey and gooey followed to share … mmm. The owner/manager(?) was a fellow from North Wales with a fantastic sense of humour.

Leura Garage, Leura. We’d had a few recommendations for this place and it didn’t disappoint. We didn’t book ahead so ended up on the bench, but happily there rather than outside. Pro-tip: book for next time. I had the pear and pancetta salad plus the draught kombucha, both from the specials menu. Yummy. Chris had a pizza and loved that too. The share plates looked amazing: mussels, slow-cooked lamb, chicken wings – but we couldn’t possibly have fit them in. Not when we were saving room for the macadamia and sticky date pudding with vanilla bean ice cream. Such a huge slice! It was very more-ish. Loved it.

The Megalong Tearooms, Megalong Valley. Best scones ever. Beautiful local blackberry jam. They came with whipped cream that was alright, but after 18months in the UK, I’m missing my Emily Rodda’s clotted cream. Not that I should be eating any cream. At all. But scones are my weakness. I think it’s genetic.

See ya next time Blueys 🙂 Love ya!

(Photo by Chris)