Sunday Morning Walkies in Teneriffe – A Story in Steps

 

Sunday Morning Walkies in Teneriffe – A Story in Steps 

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1. A Sunny Start at The Woolshed 

The morning light poured softly over Helen Street as we gathered at The Woolshed Café, the air buzzing with the chatter of friends and the shuffle of excited paws. This wasn’t just any café—it’s housed inside one of Teneriffe’s historic woolstores, where once bales of fleece were stacked high and shipped across the seas. Today, the scent of freshly ground Passport coffee fills the air, mingling with the warm aroma of toasted brioche, banana bread, and the cheeky temptation of pizza crumpets. Cups in hand, we sipped our way into the day while our four-legged companions received their own puppuccinos, tails wagging in approval. 

2. Setting Out Along Vernon Terrace 

With the caffeine kicking in and leashes gently tugging forward, our Walkies with Dogs group began its gentle march along Vernon Terrace. This street is a living time capsule—red-brick woolstores standing tall like old guardians, each window and cornice a whisper of the days when Teneriffe was a beating heart of the wool trade. The Winchcombe & Carson Woolstore and Australian Mercantile Land & Finance Woolstore rose beside us, their grand facades now home to modern life, yet still steeped in 20th-century industry. 

3. Macquarie Street – Where History Walks Beside You 

Our route curved into Macquarie Street, a place that feels as though the past is walking right alongside you. Here stood the Australian Estates No. 1 Store, once home to glittering vice-regal balls when wool was king. Further along, the Elder Smith Woolstore still held its original lift, as if waiting for a worker to call it into service. Even the Australian Estates No. 2 Store, younger but no less proud, carried the dignity of being the last of its kind. We traded stories as we strolled, imagining clanging trams arriving here in the late 1800s, and the origins of the suburb’s name—born from a nostalgic nod to a mountain in the Canary Islands. 

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4. Lamington Street to the Brisbane Powerhouse 

Leaving the brick-lined past behind, we followed Lamington Street towards the river, where the path seemed to breathe more freely. The Brisbane Powerhouse soon came into view—its weathered walls and industrial bones now a creative hub alive with art, theatre, and weekend markets. We paused, letting the dogs sniff, the humans chat, and the river work its quiet magic. 

5. The Journey Home 

The way back was slower, the kind of pace that comes after good conversation and plenty of steps. Coffee cups now empty, paws a little muddier, and smiles a little wider, we retraced our steps to where the day began. By the time we reached The Woolshed again, the morning had turned to late brunch hour, and Teneriffe’s streets hummed with weekend energy. 

6. Closing Chapter 

Some Sunday mornings are meant to be savoured like a good book—start with a warm introduction, wander through rich history, and end with a happy sigh. Our walk through Teneriffe was exactly that: a gentle weave of old and new, riverside calm and heritage grit, shared in the company of friends—both two- and four-legged. 

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