Villa Grabau

Lucca is surrounded by magnificent historical residences of the 16th century. On a perfect spring day, three of us ventured out to discover a couple of them. Villa Grabau was first built in Renaissance style in the late 16th century,

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then renovated in the 19th century in a neo-classical style.

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Following a tour of the villa, owned by the Grabau family since 1868, we explored the 9 hectares of beautiful gardens. Starting with the formal Italian garden behind the villa,

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the pond lilies enjoying the sunshine.

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We meandered along mysterious paths

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never knowing quite what we would find.

The 17th century limonaia was fascinating.

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Over 100 lemon trees are moved inside, in their terracotta pots, to shelter in winter.

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There are many rare species in the park,

we didn’t expect to find giant bamboo in an Italian garden.

The ‘Box Hedge Theatre’ was enchanting.

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A stage defined by box tree hedges set in a secluded position,

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the theatre garden contains two marble lions and a bubbling fountain.

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Having worked up an appetite, we had a delicious al fresco lunch at a small roadside Osteria, Bottega sulla Fraga.

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The English translation of the menu was dubious

but the meals were superb.

After lunch, we made our way to Villa Reale but that will be another post.

Trevigue Farm

While travelling through Britain, we stayed at many wonderful B&Bs. Trevigue Farm was no exception.

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We navigated the narrow lanes of Cornwall, getting momentarily lost in Crackington Haven, to find this beautiful 16th century farmhouse.

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Located high on the Cornish cliffs, this 200 acre farm is set around an ancient cobbled courtyard.

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We were welcomed into the gorgeous entrance hall

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and shown to the sitting room

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where we enjoyed a cup of tea and home baked treats.

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There was a snug alcove tucked around the corner.

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We were then led up the stairs

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to our bedroom.

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The room was magnificent with a huge French style bed, vaulted oak beamed ceiling

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and a lovely outlook over the courtyard.

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We strolled around the farm admiring the stunning views

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and the contented animals.

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The next morning we were treated to a marvellous cooked breakfast in the cosy dining room

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before heading off for a day of discovery in Cornwall.

desert delights

As we journeyed through the Northern Territory, we were randomly distracted from the vastness of the desert by some very interesting features along the way. Central Mount Stuart is a mountain peak, about 200km north of Alice Springs, named in honour of the Scottish explorer John McDouall Stuart who reached the area in April 1860. He determined a point approximately 4km south of the peak to be the centre of Australia.

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Stuart originally named the peak Central Mount Sturt after former expedition leader Charles Sturt but the name was changed soon after Stuart’s return to Adelaide.

I was very excited to find a winery in the desert, although there was little evidence of vines.

‘Shatto Mango’ at Ti-Tree, 180km north of Alice Springs had some surprisingly palatable offerings.

We tasted a crisp Mango Magic, fortified Mango Moonshine liqueur and sparkling Mango Mist. We even bought a couple of bottles.

Not too far down the road, we stopped at Aileron roadhouse

to meet ‘Anmatjere Man’. The statue, based on a traditional man from the local Anmatjere tribe, is 17 metres tall and weighs 8 tonne.

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He took twelve months to build and was joined three years later, in 2008, by a wife and child.

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30km north of Alice Springs is the Tropic of Capricorn marker, a stylized globe of the world on top of a 6.5 metre slanted pole.

In 1987, the local Alice Springs radio station ran a competition for design sketches from the public. The winner was a part time announcer for ABC radio. A local artist was commissioned to carve the Capricorn Goats in either side of the cement base.

90km west of Alice Springs, we had a brief stop at Stuarts Well roadhouse.

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The pub/ campground is also the site of a camel farm, set on 9 acres at the foot of the James Ranges.

Continuing westward, we discovered the Cannonball Run Monument.

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The race, run in 1994, was 3200km along the Stuart Highway from Darwin to Alice Springs and return.

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On 24th May, a Ferrari F40 crashed into a checkpost killing the two Japanese occupants and two track officials. The cause of the accident was found to be excessive speed.

We lunched on the lawn under some magnificent gum trees at Curtin Springs, a cattle station 100km east of Ayers Rock. The station covers just over a million acres – that’s 100km long x 40km wide!

Back on the road, we soon spied Mt Conner, at the border of Curtin Springs station, often mistaken for Uluru by excitable tourists.

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There are so many wonderful surprises in the Australian outback, many we would have missed without our fabulous friends to guide us.

Lugliano

On a warm, sunny morning, while the boys were busy building guitars, I drove with two of the wives to a nearby village in Bagni di Lucca – Lugliano. Having learned how narrow the village streets can be, we opted to park at the church

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and discover the rest on foot. Lugliano dates back to 853 AD and as we had anticipated, the main road

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soon became narrow, cobbled streets

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full of wonderful surprises.

The village had a serenity, enhanced by the sunshine,

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the four legged residents were testament to the tranquility.

The views across the mountains

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and the valley below were spectacular.

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I couldn’t resist the intriguing doorways

as we returned to our starting point.

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The Chiesa di San Jacopo was magnificent when viewed from the village.

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The wildflowers were lovely

and the gardens had colourful blooms.

We wandered up the road in the other direction

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and discovered the village cemetery

with a striking view across the mountains.

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It was time to return to Benabbio for lunch, with one last view of the Chiesa di San Jacobo.

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Launceston Castle

Following our adventure in Britain, our plan was to relocate to Tasmania and rent a house in Launceston while we searched for a property of our own. Little did we know, in the early 19th century, Launceston had been given the name of the town in Cornwall (although there it is pronounced ‘lawn-sten’). Known as the Gateway to Cornwall, Launceston is just across the border from Devon and so, to control the river crossing, a castle was built soon after the Norman Conquest of 1066.

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Originally a wooden structure, the castle is set high on a grassy mound and was replaced with a circular stone keep in the 12th century.

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We wandered around the castle, marvelling at the stonework from so long ago.

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The views across the town and the Tamar Valley were breathtaking.

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From the top, the remains of the moat are evident.

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By the middle of the 17th century, after the Civil War, the castle was virtually in ruins

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and large parts of the wall are now missing.

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In the 19th century, the castle area was landscaped and turned into a public park.

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We ended our perfect day with a pint at the Bell Inn, a three storey 15th century Inn reputed to be the oldest public house in Launceston.

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It doesn’t get much better than that.