As I was walking out of our local shopping centre with my husband, we passed another man about to enter the shopping centre and as he held the door open for us we said “Thank You” – Korp kun” and were so surprised when the man replied “you’re Aussies!”
So we stopped, introduced ourselves and chatted to this man called Shane, a Thai who lived in far north Queensland, Australia, for over 30 years. He recently returned to Thailand to live and owns a property called Dreamcaught, about 65 kilometres north of Chiang Mai, up in the hills. We met a few times for coffee at our local shopping centre and Shane invited us to stay at Dreamcaught as his guests.
The drive up the hill to the resort was an adventure as we made the steady climb up and up and up, round and round, bend after bend on the narrow road leading to his home. What a trip and what a sight when we arrived – breathtaking views of the property and surrounding hills – everything was so green and lush and peaceful and calm. Our accommodation during our stay was in a Tree House which rekindled a flood of childhood memories when I would join my friends and siblings in climbing trees, building cubby houses, tree houses and having so much fun. As kids we always knew that we were safe in the tree house because Mum was never going to climb it to see what we were doing. So up the stairs of the Dreamcaught Tree House we went and the stairs were literally built beside the trunk of the tree growing over the beautiful, gentle flowing creek. Wow! How fantastic! There were huge verandas around the large bedroom with a mosquito net hovering over the big double bed. Timber wardrobes, tables and furniture complimented the room and the touch of Thai decoration in the curtains and the quilt completed the décor perfectly. On the side of the bedroom was a walk-way through to the toilet and the shower and vanity room and though they were inside the building, there was no roof over the shower area to capture the sense of being with nature. I felt like a child again, there was a feeling of something magical, something special.
After a short rest, we climbed down from the Tree House to join Shane and other guests at Dreamcaught for Happy Hour, followed by a shared meal in the common recreation area. Our friend is a Chef by trade and has shared his knowledge and skills with his local staff so we were treated to a banquet of some of the best Thai food I have tasted. Soon it was time to climb back up the Tree House for the night. The shower before bed was an experience to tingle the senses as it was now dark and the quiet of the night ensured a cacophony of noises from the creatures in the trees and the creeks. How I love the sounds of frogs – they are such noisy, happy little critters.
Not long after we had drifted off to sleep, there was deafening sound of thunder and suddenly the bedroom was filled with flashes from the lighting and then the skies burst open and torrential rain dropped from the night sky. It was a massive storm that broke the stillness of the night and made the frogs croak even louder. Together as we lay in the bed, we were wrapped in nature – the tree house, the hillside, the creek, the animal life, the mighty storm – what a night.
When we were woken by the early morning light, it was a clear blue sky and the sun was shining. I could hear voices below me as locals, workers and school children began their day, walking along the side of the creek. We joined other guests and our friend for breakfast on the huge veranda of one of the villas high up the hill with a majestic view. On the property are acres of rose gardens, vegetable gardens, chooks, flowerbeds, ferns, trees, and nature as far as the eye can see.
Dreamcaught is an opportunity for everyone. Come for a holiday and soak up fresh, natural, peaceful surroundings or enquire about living at Dreamcaught permanently in your own villa or tree house.