Some­thing in the Air­lie

You’re in hol­i­day mode as soon as the wa­ter comes into view

Fraser Coast Chronicle - - ESCAPE - BY Seanna Cronin The writer trav­elled at her own ex­pense.

YOU do not have to jump aboard a cata­ma­ran to en­joy the Whit­sun­day Coast. The turquoise wa­ters of Air­lie Beach, dot­ted by those white sails, are the per­fect back­drop for a long week­end es­cape full of land-based ac­tiv­i­ties.

For many Air­lie Beach is the jump­ing off point for the Whit­sun­day Is­lands. It cer­tainly was for me dur­ing my two vis­its to sail and scuba dive the is­lands.

But Air­lie is a des­ti­na­tion in and of it­self – and the re­gion is bounc­ing back from the dam­age caused by Cy­clone Deb­bie.

Air­lie was the per­fect place for me, fly­ing from Bris­bane, to meet up with a good friend from Townsville, just a few hours’ drive to the north. The pur­pose of our two-day catch-up was sim­ple: hang out, chill out and recharge.

Driv­ing in from Proser­pine, you feel as though you’re on hol­i­day as soon as you see that wa­ter.

There is a num­ber of ac­com­mo­da­tion op­tions along Golden Orchid Dr on the hill just be­hind Air­lie’s main strip.

Rooms have gen­er­ous bal­conies to take in the stun­ning views, just be pre­pared for some feath­ered vis­i­tors.

After a quick trip to the nearby shops to stock up on snacks and wine, we were en­joy­ing a beau­ti­ful sun­set when a loud squawk her­alded the ar­rival of a cu­ri­ous, or per­haps hun­gry, sul­phur-crested cock­a­too. Of course, there was no way he was get­ting a taste of my camem­bert – or my rose.

By skip­ping a more ex­pen­sive stay on Hamil­ton Is­land we were able to fit in more lux­u­ries like a trip to the spa, a bit of shop­ping and an amaz­ing five-course din­ner.

Wak­ing up to the sun sparkling on the wa­ter, we grabbed break­fast along the Es­planade be­fore brows­ing the Satur­day mar­kets and hit­ting the Bi­cen­ten­nial Board­walk for some ex­er­cise.

Dur­ing our walk we scouted din­ner lo­ca­tions along the way. There was the uber-cool Hem­ming­way’s, but as the lo­cals in­formed us you needed to book weeks in ad­vance for a ta­ble.

We fi­nally set­tled on The Clip­per Res­tau­rant and Bar at Co­ral Sea Re­sort. It boasted wa­ter­front views and the res­tau­rant’s five-course tast­ing menu looked too good to pass up. On our walk back into town we stum­bled upon Air­l­ly­wood, where I found the per­fect boho dress and ear­rings to wear to din­ner. From jew­ellery made in Is­rael to hand­bags from Morocco and do­mes­tic fash­ions from By­ron Bay and the Sun­shine Coast, this friendly shop is chock full of ev­ery­thing a woman needs to look fab­u­lous for the trop­i­cal cli­mate.

Our in­dul­gent din­ner at Clip­per started with a re­fresh­ing tuna sashimi and av­o­cado tartare, fol­lowed by pressed ham hock with poached golden raisins, and per­fectly cooked snap­per with

potato, crab and jalapenos salad.

The fi­nal savoury course was a gourmet ver­sion of a com­fort­ing beef roast, fea­tur­ing slow-roasted beef blade and An­gus sir­loin with potato and cele­riac ter­rine, more golden raisins and a flavour-packed porcini jus.

Dessert was a twist on an Aussie favourite, sticky date pud­ding. In­stead of vanilla ice cream, the chefs made a sticky date ice cream and con­trasted its smooth tex­ture with a crunchy brandy snap.

The next day we took ad­van­tage of our car to ex­plore a lit­tle fur­ther afield.

As its name sug­gests, Hide­away Bay is a hidden par­adise di­rectly op­po­site Glouces­ter Is­land. The se­cluded Montes Reef Re­sort and Cape Glouces­ter Re­sort are both great lunch op­tions where you can dine with your feet in the sand.

Then it was back to Proser­pine for my flight home, but not be­fore one fi­nal stop in the town’s best-kept se­cret.

Brightly coloured but tucked away on a side street, Colour Me Crazy is a trea­sure trove of gifts, home­wares and fash­ions.

There was al­ready a queue when we ar­rived just be­fore the shop opened. Based on the shop’s ex­te­rior you would think it was home to bric-a-brac and in­cense but in­stead we found high-end can­dles, stylish lamp­shades, el­e­gant fas­ci­na­tors and hip pot hang­ers. There was plenty of kitsch too, sourced from all over Aus­tralia by the own­ers who moved up from Bris­bane more than 40 years ago.

The trop­i­cal life­style and nat­u­ral beauty that lured them north are just as tempt­ing for vis­i­tors to­day.


Air­lie Beach is bounc­ing back from Cy­clone Deb­bie and is a won­der­ful des­ti­na­tion for a long week­end and, top right, cafe cul­ture in the town.

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