Magnetic Island Travel Blog› entry 44 of 117 › view all entries
The ridiculously-overpriced ferry (26 dollery-do's for 25 mins!) was actually a lot more fun than I had envisaged in the choppy Pacific waters. Once we had taken the zig-zag bus route to our hostel, Base, which sat on the eastern beach front at Nelly Bay, I knew that we weren't going to be doing too much while we were there. The hostel has the sea lapping at its feet and there's just a bit of a holiday vibe that meant for the first day there all I was going to do was run the batteries down on my iPod and do nothing more productive than semi-planning a route around Asia.
But this didn't go completely according to plan. We woke on our first morning to the sound of panic and warning of a tsunami tidal wave as people grabbed their stuff and headed for higher ground.
On our second day we were determined to at least get out and see some of the island. There are a number of bushwalks of varying lengths, so we picked a couple that we had heard good things about and set off on a hot and sunny day - a day that actually seemed perfect for doing nothing again.
The climax of our trek took us up to the Forts Walk, which passes lots of ex-military sites, gun emplacements and 'false' rocks used in the Second World War. At the top of the walk is the Observation Tower and Command Post which give spectacular views all around the coast. It was also where we bumped into a couple who we had spoken to a couple of times a few hundred miles down the coast - a very random spot to see them, in a gun observation deck. Oh, how we laughed.