After waking up in the city one Sunday morning, searching for an alternative to working long hours, eating out and going to the movies, we found ourselves taking a scenic drive toward the Daylesford Macedon area, to the sleepy hollow of Trentham. The area is known for its ‘cool’ winters, rustic old buildings, and warm welcoming community.
Being a farmer’s son, and having grown up with tractors and cow poo, the ‘call of the wild’ soon rekindled in Bruce’s heart, and even managed to intrigue Rozzy’s ‘city girl’ imagination. Months of searching led us to land with a lake, rolling hills, lush pasture and deep red soil belonging to Bill, a salt of the earth dairy farmer. We fell in love with the look of the dirt, and the idea of turning the piece of dairy farm into a paradise of naturally grown, clean food. To quote a well-known food critic turned Tassie farmer, “how hard could it be”?
Over the last few years planting trees, erecting fences and building a home have occupied nearly every weekend for as long as we can remember. And what began as a 'weekender' has now become a full time passion and we find ourselves embarking on the next chapter of our journey - growing beautiful old-style ‘Sommerlad’ chickens for restaurant customers and private clients.