Pipers River in the Tamar Valley is where the good stuff grows.
Imagine - bald, windswept hills, ancient gum trees leaning at angles, roaring north west gales with sideways rain, fluttering wildflowers, and wheeling eagles.
This is wild country. A place of vivid greens, basalt browns, daffodil yellow and cornflower blues. A place where we co-exist with nature and the land.
