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When we see the turquoise water of Airlie Beach I feel like we have found the tropics.  And look at the Whitsunday Islands, the home of idyllic island resorts, out there on the horizon.

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  1. I sailed around the Whitsundays, the last time back in the early '90s. Probably much changed in the intervening quarter century.

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    1. I'm not keen on boats but having been here I can see the allure of sailing in the Whitsunday's so many gorgeous islands and the reef as well.

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  2. I haven't been there but it looks beautiful.

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    1. The area is delightful. Worth a drive one day Diane.

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  3. Ah! to be there right now .... isn't that sparkling blue just gorgeous.

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  4. I've only been to the Whitsundays once in summer. Must say it's looking gorgeous on a winter's day.

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    1. I have been wondering what these spots are like in Summer. I found the winter weather just perfect whereas I think I would find summer too hot and humid.

      I am not sure if things are more crowded in Summer, perhaps on the beach but the caravan parks are full in Winter with sun seekers from down south.

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  5. Ooooo - wouldn't I have fun on my paddler out there?!
    Lots to explore.
    (that sandcastle is freaking me out a bit).

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    1. There are lots of secret coves for you to visit in your paddler. I will show you some tomorrow I think.

      As for that sandcastle, it must have been a lot of work to build.

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