My stay on Tamborine Mountain

In between my work on the macadamia farm and my trip to Fraser Island I've been staying on Tamborine Mountain with my Auntie, Uncle, 8 year old cousin Jack and Cobber and Dart - their two dogs. It's a really relaxing place to be despite very frequent attacks from Jack who possibly has more weapons than the British army!
Although years ago a lot of the trees on the mountain were cut down so the land could be used for farming, there is now quite a lot of rainforest here and some beautiful walks through it. There are amazing views over to the coast on one side of the mountain and the other way, inland to more mountains. I've been cycling around the top of the mountain (haven't dared to go down it for fear of the journey back up) and have even gone to a couple of yoga classes! We went to a masked ball where I attempted to dance the Pride of Erin but failed miserably. My cousin and his partner on the other hand were experts.
My Uncle and cousin are both big fans of pies so on a few occasions we've been to a cafe that apparently sells the best pies around. I can't vouch for this from personal experience as all the pies had meat in them but I can say that never once was even a little bit of pie left on any plate at the end of the meal and they did do very nice vegie burgers with a huge amount of salad in them - a little tricky to eat without getting covered in food. Oh yes, and they did very good chocolate mud cake too.
We've been down to the coast where we had races coming in from the sea on body boards and have been up to a beautiful mountain called Mt Roberts where we walked through the rainforest. When I came to Australia before we had stayed here and my main memory was of feeding big crows outside our tent. There were two wooden posts, one shorter than the other and one crow would sit on the taller post, one on the shorter post and the rest on the ground. I'd throw a bit of bread in the air and the crow on the taller post would fly into the air and catch it then fly back to the ground. The crow on the shorter post would move up to the taller post and one of the crows on the ground would take its place. They were all extremely good at taking turns, something you perhaps would expect of crows! We went back and saw where we'd camped but all the surrounding plants had really grown and I couldn't see the feeding posts.
We spent a weekend away in a place called Killarney which is down near the New South Wales boarder. There is such a bad drought there that all the countryside around the town is brown. We had lunch in a little town called Tenterfield and explored the surrounding area. We drove to the top of mountains, did some rock climbing and talked to many, many sheep!