Blue Mountains NSW Travel and Food Guides
I seem to love the Blue Mountains most when there is mist at the windows and something warm in my hands. I keep finding that pull from Katoomba and Leura out towards Oberon and Bilpin, where a weekend can turn on a flaky pie eaten in the cold, an old hotel dining room, a truffle dog nosing at the earth or the sudden feeling that the drive from Sydney has properly loosened its grip.
The first thing that hits me after I get out of the car is the wave of heat, a hot summer's day - unexpected and uncharacteristic for the Blackheath area of the Blue Mountains. The second thing is the intense perfume of the flowers, lavender is the strongest but there's a whole jam medley of them together producing a heady fragrance that lulls me to relax. There's no street noise, no construction. Just the background score of insects and that incredible, intoxicating smell.
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