I felt like I couldn’t breathe. The loneliness was palpable. Working as a beauty therapist in Townsville, Qld, it was a world away from the rolling hills of my childhood home on the land.
Coming from five proud generations of graziers, the country was in my blood. I was from Hughenden, Qld, a good 1500 kilometres from Brisbane, and about 400 from Townsville.
For me and my sisters, Shona and Sasha, the wide open 30,000 acres of our property was our playground.
I’d spent my childhood on motorbikes helping my dad, Jim, muster
