There’s just something about getting back to nature that immediately makes me feel better, somehow at ease with the world. Troubles seem that much smaller whilst in the shade of a giant oak tree. Whether it’s the cornucopia of greens, the orchestra of birds or just the lack of human involvement, I’m not sure, could be a combination. So spending a night up in the trees with the accompanying wildlife, living in the forest canopy, would be the ideal way to recharge my batteries. And that’s just what I did last weekend.
As a child I remember my father constructing a sizable treehouse in our back garden. He built around a huge pine tree. It had two levels and would have probably needed planning permission, a building license and an alteration to GUP had he built it here. Summers were spent in imaginary worlds. Our treehouse would be a castle or a pirate ship, he only limitation was our creativity. He would eat and even sleep under the shade of the pine tree. It was our sanctuary. And of course my sister managed to lock me into the lower level of the house by sitting on the trap door. But that was all part of the fun.
Honestly I really never dreamed that I’d spend a night in a tree house again, but never say never. With determination, hard work and a dose of creativity you can achieve almost anything. And all three of those were used to large extents when the Cadmos Village Adventure Park was constructed. And part of the park is, yes you’ve guessed it, a tree house.
“Can you believe that we are only 20 minutes from our house,” I joked to my wife as we hiked in the wild countryside of Konavle. And just to emphasise that fact we turned a corner and a young girl riding a horse greeted us. It felt like a million miles from anywhere, or in the middle of nowhere. And we could have driven home to feed the cats and get back inside an hour.
I had been getting numerous questions from potential tourists about accommodation away from the hustle and bustle of people. Within a few minutes of searching the tree house popped up, and a quick call to the owners and our weekend was booked.
As tree houses go this is probably near the five-star end. All the comforts of home and more but you’re seven metres up in the trees. My imagination was running away with itself. Childhood memories came flooding back. The hours of work that must have gone into this feat of engineering is mind-boggling, especially when you throw into the mix that it’s an eco-friendly and sustainable project.
As I ate my breakfast on the balcony a small bird landed on a nearby branch, probably admiring my English breakfast. I felt like Sir David Attenborough, Bear Grylls and Mark Twain rolled into one. I had this strange need to light an open-fire, drink water from the nearby steam and hunt a wild boar for lunch. Getting back to nature and escaping the pandemic simultaneously was just what I needed. And I repeat 20 minutes from my front door.
If the pandemic has taught us one thing I should be the power of nature. It has also given us all the opportunity to explore. And you don’t have to go to the ends of the world to discover and have adventures. As a child my imagination took me on a journey to the world in my treehouse. And forty years later I was up in the trees again letting nature wash over me and inspire me.
The hidden gems right on your doorstep are endless, the adventures are only limited by your dreams. Spending just a day in nature cleansed me more than any spa centre. And I’ll leave the last word to Sir David, “No one will protect what they don’t care about, and no one will care about what they have never experienced.”