A love story built into timber and time.
Where the river meets the sea, a house waits - quietly, patiently.
The Voyager is no ordinary stay, it is an experience, a memory in the making,
a love story waiting to be told.
Here, a story lingers, one of adventure, of the kind of love that does not wait idly but lives fully in every moment.
This home was built as a promise, a gift from a voyager to the one he loved, a place where the heart could rest while the soul wandered. It holds the echoes of return, of journeys taken and those yet to come, the warmth of familiar footsteps and the hush of a thousand golden dusks.
Each room is a chapter. Each corner, a sentence.
Every window stretches wide, open to the ever-changing horizon, as if the house itself is watching the tides for a silhouette longed for and loved.
The house breathes in rhythm with the tides, holding memories like salt in the air, like warmth against the skin.
The walls carry their story, and now, they await yours.
a space to rest & restore
The Voyager was created slowly, lovingly.
Every material, every detail, has been purposefully chosen.
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The main bedroom, on the upper level, is a space made for lingering. A king bed rests beside a wall-to-wall picture window that frames the river in all her moods - perfect for slow mornings or sun-dappled afternoons lost in a book. The ensuite is hidden behind a timber door, and even the rainshower has its own small window, so the water never leaves your sight.
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Also upstairs, you’ll find two more serene bedrooms, each echoing the home’s quiet elegance. Downstairs, a fourth bedroom offers peaceful retreat, just steps away from the main bathroom, where a deep clawfoot tub invites long soaks and long silences.
The heart of The Voyager is its open-plan living area, where high ceilings stretch toward the sky and panoramic windows gather light like a secret.
This is a space to rest in the sun, to gather by the fire, to journal, to dream.
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Outside, the wilderness wraps around you. Inside, the house holds you gently.
And everywhere, there are signs of stories past, objects gathered from other places, left here to whisper quietly to those who are still and listening.
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This is not just a home. It’s a pause in time. A love letter written in wood and wind.
Stay. Rest. Return.
