Another alarmless day greeted us as cool but cloudless. We drove the two kilometres into town, across the bridge and around the corner. Our planned morning walk was brisk to say the least. When the sun shone without wind, it was tantalisingly lovely. In the shade it was desperately cold. We dodged the shadows as best we could. G sank shoe deep in mud.
After forty or so minutes enjoying the beautiful creekside walk where we stood in wonder at white galahs hanging upside down twisting small branches to breaking point, we headed south for exactly nine minutes to meet a friend of G’s.
We chatted, laughed and passed the time eating arguably the best scones we have ever eaten at Jamworks. After an hour or so we decided this was a must see if visiting Stanthorpe. We visited next a couple of wineries including Tobin Wines where we learnt a fair amount about making good wine. We followed this with a quick drop-in to Symphony Hill to keep the economy alive. Wined up, we headed into town for lunch at the place that made the very best pies we had eaten for a very long time.
The day done, we crawled back to G-String. We packed up ready for an early start tomorrow and chatted to the people next to us.
As our fleeting visit winds down we pretty much agreed we would be back to Stanthorpe to experience all it has to offer.