Mt Cootha was home to Brisbane’s four original television towers hidden amongst the eucalyptus forest. But we had come for the view. It had been decades since I’d driven up to Mt Cootha to see Brisbane and the surrounding region spread out like a map.
North east was Brisbane city with its cluster of high rise, south east was a glimpse of the meandering Brisbane River and in the far distance low hills and the blue of Moreton Bay.
That morning was a perfect twenty-five degree winter day and we’d arrived early before the tourist buses and selfie addicts.