About a month ago, I headed up to the Blue Mountains for a solo day trip to support a friend who had a gallery opening of her work.
You can find more of her most recent treasures here:
Missing the grandeur of the Swiss mountains, I tried to capture an Aussie mountain feeling. You’d think after living in Switzerland for 2 years I’d be more prepared with my wardrobe but as it was hot and sunny in Sydney, I left home with light cotton trousers and a lightweight cardigan. Boy, was I under-dressed. Even though it is hardly alpine in altitude (a touch over at 1000m at nearby Katoomba),
the fog certainly arrived in force. Here’s the train station when I arrived
and by the time I left a few hours later, truly socked in
With grand ambitions of heading on a hike, I didn’t feel confident enough to brave the tracks in the fog solo, so instead, I walked through the local park which provided some local frosty beauty.
A trip to Blackheath isn’t complete without visiting the Victory Antique Centre,
a massive barn packed to the rafters with bric a brac gems
where some people must have thought the dress code was also antique
Here are some other locals.