If you’ve been following this blog for a while you’ve probably realised that we really enjoy our food and that Woody can’t survive without freshly roasted coffee.
Winter 2016
We spend hours stocking up on supplies in Townsville. And searching for a coffee wholesaler, one of which has their home address listed on the website rather than the business address. We find ourselves driving up near vertical streets on the side of ritzy Castle Hill …with the van on the back. I can’t breathe for fear that we won’t be able to turn around or even go uphill if the street gets any steeper. Woody is blissfully admiring the all encompassing views and the stunning cliffside homes. Gee this bloke’s coffee business must be good!
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Anything is worth climbing for good coffee
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Oh yes the coffee fix is very important
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Ah no, I’m sorry but I’d have sent him up there on his own. My legs turn to jelly even going up the escalator in the shopping centre …
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I seem to be developing a fear of heights as I get older. It must be my body telling me not to do something stupid.
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One of my biggest fears driving a truck…oh shit, how do I turn around!
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Oh yeah!
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