We had a short stay at Harvey Hills Farm Stay, located in the little town of, well, Harvey.
|The town is the home of Harvey Fresh Milk, Harvey Beef, Harvey Cheese and Harvey Orange Juice! We visited a few of these farms but that’s another post for another day…|
Chucks – or egg-laying chickens, a really old rooster, a guinea fowl, ducks of various breeds… we had fun feeding them. The sharp pecks of beaks on hand, the drill-like throb of a rubbery duck beak… Spot the two cockatoos perched somewhere in the photo, and a peek of the peacock too!
|Ours to keep!|
We promptly fried the eggs for breakfast, heh. And truly fresh they were.
Alpacas are native to South America but are increasingly being farmed in Australia for wool and… meat. Gulp.
The sheep came slowly as the farmers called, to eat carrots from our hands.
We stayed in a chalet that was fully self-contained, which meant that it had a stove, pots, pans, cooking utensils, crockery, cutlery and even alumininum foil (for BBQ if you so wished to use the grill on the patio). The furnishings were simple but comfortable. There was even a small sofa and flat screen tv.
I really appreciated the fact that they had a thick rack of books, including children’s books by Australian author Mem Fox!
We actually had problems finding it initially, because it was actually a 5 km drive off the road that its address states. The long winding drive into the farm is scenic in itself, as if we have passed through the looking glass, and entered another world.
In our time there, we felt tucked away far from the madding crowd, in this little rustic farm-stay, seemingly nestled in the middle of nowhere.