Do you ever have those dreams, the ones so visceral they almost feel real? The scene unfolds before your eyes, from serpentine vines to forest floors. You bend down and grasp the spongy pores of a porcini mushroom fresh from the earth, ready to be part of your feast. The taste of a freshly foraged strawberry floods your mouth, still warm from the morning sun. Navigating the winding roads, the landscape unfolds before you like a pop-up book – dotted with tiny villages. This is no dream, though. It’s just a day well spent in the dreamer’s utopia we like to call the Adelaide Hills.
Planning a trip to the Adelaide Hills? To protect our beautiful regions and keep our local producers fruit fly free, please leave your fruit and vegetables at home and buy local.