Learning, growing and living, right here in the Heart of the Forest.

Let’s start…at the start.

Let’s go right back to the start of this story.

Way back in 2008, I met the man of my dreams, a really sweet, kind “country boy” named Kane.
At the time I was a hair colourist in a busy Beaumaris hair salon, with a serious love of shoe-shopping. Within a few months I’d left my job and moved up the Yarra Valley to be with him.

It was a pretty big change being an hour away from my old job and friends and most major shops and services apart from the local Safeway and shops, having iffy mobile phone and internet coverage and being 2+ hours drive away from my family, but I got used to it and we were happy.

Things were going really well, we moved in together, we got engaged, I got a puppy and started a vegie patch. It was a much quieter, simpler life than I was used to but I was really enjoying it.


We started talking about buying a bigger block of land, somewhere with a few acres for our dogs to run around, maybe get a horse or something. After looking around for a while, we found this property.

Up a mountain.

No water, no power, no phone.

Just 50-ish acres of bush with a big cleared bit in the middle and a shed.

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I could see Kane getting more and more excited about the idea of being completely self-sufficient. Somehow I found myself getting caught up in his enthusiasm and agreeing that we should sell our cute little 3 bedroom weatherboard house, the one that we’d just spent an entire year renovating, and use the money to buy this land. Hopefully there’d be enough left in our savings to build (at least part of) a house.

 

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Phoebe, Nandie and I on the day we bought the land, about to pop the champagne cork and celebrate the start of our big adventure….

Stay tuned for part 2, coming soon.

Cheers, Beck xxx

{this post originally appeared on my previous website, @thisisbeck but I’ve updated and tweaked it a little to share with you here.}



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