From the moment I sink into the rustic outdoor bath I start striking “must sees” and “must dos” from my mental itinerary.
It’s a late Friday afternoon and I am up to my shoulders in warm water, sipping a glass of local sparkling wine and pondering a peaceful country scene. Soaring eucalypts tower over our little patch of farm and purple-bottomed clouds float on a horizon of undulating hills. A fire pit crackles, some kangaroos bound by and the dusk chorus of the bush rises up.