While trees were being bulldozed to build more houses, Russell Island’s Turtle Swamp Wetland was preserved. This was a place to soak up the beautiful squiggly bark gum trees, grass trees and paper barks. Continue reading Turtle Swamp Wetlands
Moreton Bay is home to more than three hundred islands. I returned to one of those islands, Russell to walk the land where my father’s banana farm had once been. Continue reading Place of hundreds of islands
Trams used to cross the Brisbane River to enter the city. But once the old Victoria Bridge was torn down and replaced with a new one, tram lines were excluded, causing the clanking contraptions to fade from Brisbane’s landscape leaving Melbourne the only tram city in Australia. Continue reading By the Brisbane River
Cleveland’s courthouse that’s now a restaurant, became a police station for a time where local lawbreakers could be locked up on site. This wooden building from the 1850s had Moreton Bay beckoning at its doorstep. Continue reading Remains of Cleveland’s European past
Just before entering Cleveland spit, is the Grand View Hotel, perched above the low lying spit. This is Queensland’s oldest licensed pub built in the 1850s. With a wide veranda upstairs and a cool breeze off the bay, it’s tempting to try the bed and breakfast offered. Continue reading Queensland’s oldest?
Because of Cleveland’s rich red soil, it was once the bread basket of Brisbane. When we past through on our way to Cleveland Spit, there were farms on both sides of the road. Neatly ploughed rows of luscious volcanic soil were home to a variety of vegetables. Continue reading Disappearing farms
It’s not only Brisbane’s over thirty degree summers that has everyone reach for a cool drink, but the soaring humidity. That was why Cleveland was another coastal location my parents flocked to during summer. Continue reading Almost surrounded by sea