The Smoke house at Fraser's Hills

Back in July, I had the pleasure of revisiting Fraser's Hills for just a day trip with my wife and I got to see a bit of the Fraser's Hills of my childhood days, minus of course the noise and people pollution of today. The Smoke House is everything that was once British and even though the present Smoke House is just a replica of bygone days, it still is interesting.

We had our afternoon tea and decided to stay for dinner before going home to Raub for the night as we had not planned any overnight visit - also because we had no toiletries. A walk around Fraser's is refreshing in the evening when most day trippers had descended the station and things started calming down. A marked improvement these days at Fraser's Hills is the fact that the management had finally come to their senses in term of public landscaping. Hope they will keep it up...

Cakes and scones just like the Brits...

Having a cuppa on the terrace...

English-themed interiors of the Smoke House.

Azaleas do grow here in the tropics...

A mock Tudor-styled prisoner holder outside the Smoke house.

A signage to the Abu Suradi Trail.

An open air terrace for tea and snacks next to the mosque.

A marked improvement since the last visit. The walkways are now well planted with choice of plants reminiscing of its past life as a colonial hill station.

A changeable rose hibiscus, the nearest thing to a full-bloom tree peony in the tropics. This delicate hibiscus is pristine white in the morning and rose pink towards evening.

A Day lily in banana yellow.

Black-eye Susan...wild flowers from the yonder years...

Pine Grove - an apt name for this plot of Pinus carribea.