Benches and tables made from local wood dotted the lawn in front of the bar and restaurant. After wandering closer to the Lake Rosebery shoreline, we retreated to these seats and sat sipping welcome gin and tonics and red wines in the late afternoon sun. As the sun lowered, the mountains and hills around the area caused long shadows to spread across parts of the landscape. The air was so clean that edges were sharp and colours clear and rich. Truly magical. For this experience alone it was worth staying at the Lodge.
We could not get accommodation in Tullah that allowed us to cook our own food, so we resigned ourselves to eat in the Lodge’s restaurant, the Lakeside Bar and Grill. Unfortunately the menu had many items on it, and in a remote and isolated place with a tiny population, a large menu signals frozen food or food reheated. My vegetable frittata did not appear to be freshly cooked, the cabbage while still containing a crunch seemed as if it might have been cooked on an oiled griddle and was somewhat slippery, the potato mash was smooth, but the carrots were cooked perfectly. Jeanette’s salmon fillet was overcooked, and the double helping of salad instead of one of salad and one of potato chips, was a normal throw of lettuce and tomato etc. So all of this was edible but not a gourmet delight. But we did not have high expectations and so were not upset by the experience.
Back in our room the smell remained. Too tired to care, I fell asleep with my nose close to the open window.