For our honeymoon we decided to goto New South Wales and stay at Collits Inn. Even though Gai had been there before she had never stayed there and as the inn bore her family name we thought it would be a good place to go. Attached to the inn is a restaurant that has won many awards, so we knew that we would not have to go far for tea at night. The weather was nice during the day and even though it was only late March it was getting cool at night. Not exactly the 'style' of accomodation that I have normally been used to, but it was an experience. Several years later the inn changed hands and you now no longer have the opportunity to stay there as it is now a private residence.

The back drop to the Inn is Mount York and as you can see in the photos the roof line of the Inn closely resembles that of the Mountian.

We also visited the Blue Mountains, rode the Zig Zag Railway and visited the cemetery where Gai's mother's ashes were as she had never been there. It was a race against time searching the cemetery in fading light looking for her headstone, but find it we did.

One of the many rest stops along the way.	The map syas we are at Uranga.	Gai and the Inn sign.	The bed in the Blue Room.
Pre 1920 Birthday Cards.	The Cards above the fireplace.	The back door is opposite the front door.	The toilet door.
The bathroom and toilet.	The wash basin.	Front verandah looking to the old post office.	View from our front door.
Low door frames mean duck your head.	Clive hides behind the sign.	Clive and the sign.	Collits Inn.

Collits Inn closer.	More guest quarters.	The kitchen side of the Inn.	Clive meets one of the dogs.
The old barn.	The verandah towards our room.	Back verandah towards the kitchen.	Centre picture is the well.
The mountains out the back.	The old post office.	Another exit door. There were 3 in our room.	Gai starts to unpack.
The furniture was sparse.	Gai's nearly as tall as the door.	I had to duck to be safe.	The scooter was for show only.
The shadows are lenghtening.	The sign was the same on both sides.	A change of clothes and a sit down.	Gai and the Inn.
The Inn.	Old lino from one of the rooms.	The roof line is similar to the hill.	Gai by the herb garden.
The correct entrance.	These herbs are destined for the kitchen.	The post office was the history room.	Clive looking very historian.
Time to reflect while having a tea.	A glass of wine is better.	Mind the step. It got me a few times.	Enjoying a wine watching the sun set.
Smile Gai.	Gai with no glasses.	The sun is going down.	Still going down.
The red sky starts to form.	Still going down.	Final sunset now for some tea.	Our waiter took this one.
They had their own crockery.	The Collits Inn Crest.	These were not originals.	More old post cards.
Gai relaxing after dinner.	Smile Gai.	Smile Clive.	Now that's better or is it ?.
The Ghost at the Second Bridge.	Gai outside the barn.	Off to the cemetery.	The map helped find a few head stones.
Collits Head Stones.	And more.	Pierce & Mary.	Pierce Collits.
Mary Collits.	Little Hartley Vale Ivy Cottage.	Ivy Cottage.	Another view.
Farmers Inn.	Shamrock Inn.	The Court House.	Catholic Presbytery.
Catholic Presbytery.	St Bernards Catholic Church.	St Bernards Catholic Church.	The Grave Yard.
Old Trahlee.	Old Trahlee.	Post Office.	The Post Office.
The kitchen entrance.	Another view.	Inside the old barn.	XX XX.
Clive wandering back to the inn.	Blue Mountains - The Three Sisters.	Another view.	Smile Clive.
The Blue Mountains.	The Blue Mountains.	Smile Gai.	Us and the Blue Mountains.
Us again.	Looking down the Valley.	Gai studying in the Post Ofiice.	Old farm tools help the character.
A picture of days gone by.	Timber walls and timber ceilings.	The other chair looks more comfortable.	There's a lot of history here.
Gai tries to push the sign over.	Her toes were getting cold.	Inside the souvenir room.	Another view.
The dining room from the kitchen.	The old fire place.	Another view.	Henry Lawson wrote this poem.
The Ghost at The Second Bridge.	Old Lino from the floor.	Another room.	Clive views some of the Resturant Awards.
Wooden furniture helped with the character.	Looking down towards the kitchen.	The tables with breakfast.	The kitchen door.
Some of the walks we didn't do.	Pierce's Pass walk is clearly defined.	A closer view.	Evan's Lookoute information.
Bluegum Forest & Grose Valley.	View to Collits Inn.	It's down there somewhere.	Memorial to James Watsford.
Memorial to the first road over the Blue Mountains.	The road was completed in January 1815.	Gai at the entrance to the walking trail.	Gai on the stone seat.
The original Coxs Road.	Pierce gets a mention here.	The Coxs Road track.	Collits Inn was part of the mail run.
Details about our early explorers.	And more.	Details about Coxs Road.	Another sunset.
It's nearly dark.	The Inn in the morning.	Our tea one night.	Looks exciting and tasted delicious.
Gai gets into the desert.	Photos during our port drinks.	Smile together.	Our waiter was lovely.
The rose garden where Gai's mum ashes are.	Her plaque.	Clive found her.	Gai takes a look.

Stitched view looking from the front of the Inn.

Stitched view looking down the valley.

Stitched view from the top of the car park.

Stitched view of the rose garden.