Golf Buggies and good times (Airlie Beach and Hamilton Island)
I’m writing this one at anchor, bobbing around outside the Coral Sea Marina in Airlie Beach. We’ve been here for a while, Charlie having left us a week or so ago.. I’m warning you now, I’m going to miss great swathes of what went on, as I’m writing this some time after the fact. After returning from Maggie, we had a wiggle round the Whitsundays - as delightful as ever, but we were basically killing time until Charlie turned up. We headed back over to Airlie to get into the marina a day or so before his arrival. He flew up business class, using some of Chez’s Qantas points to get here and thoroughly enjoyed the experience. In summary - the time he spent with us was wonderful, chaotic and tiring. Here’s some snippets of what went on; Both Chez and Charlie both badly seasick in windy rolly conditions enroute across to the islands. We remained fairly boat bound for the first day or so, but made up for it when we arrived at Hamilton Island - hiring a golf buggy and sedately whizzing (yes bo...