We landed our little boat and I stepped out gracefully, unable to lift my second foot high enough to clear the side quite quickly enough, so that I lowered myself into the water in slow motion and then couldn't right myself for laughing! Pete trying to haul me up, saying he can't take me anywhere! Amazing how wet you can get in 6" of water.
We walked up the beach to what had been it's resort before cyclone Yasi tore it to bits in 2011. The then owners have given up on it and someone new has bought it but what a daunting prospect it's resurrection must be. Apparently there was a beautiful restaurant and pool, the latter of which filled with sand and glass and the toilet block is now just a mess of exposed twisted plumbing. Luckily they had evacuated everyone before it hit.
We sat to have our picnic on the 'lawn' which would once have been the beach front gardens, in shade of the trees completely on our own apart from passing boats. It was quite eerie, especially as the bird we thought was pipping we eventually realised was some sort of smoke alarm bleating its demise inside the derelict building.
Despite the humbling aspect of the force of nature, we enjoyed the beauty and peace for a couple of hours and then boated on and around a smaller island to the south that apparently Sean Connery once owned with his Aussie wife. You could've just see his house on the edge of the beach in the trees, remarkably intact, as it, too, must have been hit.
No swimming today, stingers still at large.
We headed back through much choppier water, my hat blew off, but Pete masterfully turned the boat and picked it up, practising our hat overboard drill! He can't take me anywhere, you know!
Another lovely day.
Posh units that were
Stripped palms outside what was the restaurant
There was a swimming pool there somewhere
We walked up the beach to what had been it's resort before cyclone Yasi tore it to bits in 2011. The then owners have given up on it and someone new has bought it but what a daunting prospect it's resurrection must be. Apparently there was a beautiful restaurant and pool, the latter of which filled with sand and glass and the toilet block is now just a mess of exposed twisted plumbing. Luckily they had evacuated everyone before it hit.
We sat to have our picnic on the 'lawn' which would once have been the beach front gardens, in shade of the trees completely on our own apart from passing boats. It was quite eerie, especially as the bird we thought was pipping we eventually realised was some sort of smoke alarm bleating its demise inside the derelict building.
Despite the humbling aspect of the force of nature, we enjoyed the beauty and peace for a couple of hours and then boated on and around a smaller island to the south that apparently Sean Connery once owned with his Aussie wife. You could've just see his house on the edge of the beach in the trees, remarkably intact, as it, too, must have been hit.
No swimming today, stingers still at large.
We headed back through much choppier water, my hat blew off, but Pete masterfully turned the boat and picked it up, practising our hat overboard drill! He can't take me anywhere, you know!
Another lovely day.
Posh units that were
Stripped palms outside what was the restaurant
There was a swimming pool there somewhere
Good job all the corks around your hat kept it afloat..!
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another wonderful description of another wonderful day.
ReplyDeleteif you persist in falling out of boats please make sure you're always in the shallows and keep your anti stinger suit buttoned up.
now, off you go to school.
love Parii on edge - but please keep blogging