Blue Mountains - the engagement!
Trip Start Nov 03, 2009
8Trip End Feb 06, 2010
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In case you didn't already know, this is how it (finally!) happened…
We left Ian and Jenny’s house in the Hunter Valley and headed to the Blue Mountains (a world heritage listed national park) and checked into a campsite in Katoomba. We visited nearby Scenic World to see more of the area and got the extremely steep railway down to the canyon below for a walk through the rainforest before coming back up via cable car – great views of The Three Sisters rocks. We went to Echo Point (the most famous lookout point in the Blue Mountains), which was stunning although pretty commercial with flies everywhere. Jez had thought about proposing there but soon realized it wasn’t right at all!
Whilst at Scenic World he’d spoken to a member of staff who recommended Evans Lookout as a more beautiful place without the tourists so we headed there next. Jez suggested going for a walk so packed a rucksack (I didn’t suspect anything as we needed lots of water) and off we went down the trail. Evans Lookout had the most stunning views but the lookout itself was a concrete square almost in the bush (by this point Jez was going mad as it wasn’t right again). There was a sign to Valley Lookout so we walked a bit further down some steps and as soon as I said how amazing it was Jez breathed a sigh of relief! It was a stunning spot, no-one was around and the early evening sun made the colours of the mountains even more amazing. And I had finally started to stop moaning about the flies and sweating was down to a minimum (still – not at my most glamorous!).
As soon as Jez said he loved me rather seriously I knew something was up! He said he wanted to ask me a question, got down on one knee and produced a ring as he asked me to marry him. Of course I said yes – we’ve only been together 10 years! We celebrated with Pukka champagne from the Hunter Valley courtesy of Ian and Jenny (thank you!), which he knew I loved, in our plastic camping cups (hence the rucksack). Perfect. We cooked pasta by the camper van and finished the champagne before going for a twilight walk and didn’t tell anyone until the next day.