The Sunshine Coast and Singing Sand

150 kilometers of the coastline north of Brisbane is called the Sunshine Coast. We were curious to know whether the beaches were as nice as the name implies, or if it was just marketing hype.

The map and tourist guide helped us identify the most popular beaches, then we selected Peregian Beach which was on the map but not written up in the tourist guide. It was relatively isolated and hopefully less popular than many of the others.

We were challenged to find it, but when we did, we weren't disappointed. There was beautiful breaking surf on a nearly vacant soft sand beach. It was very clean, with no washed up seaweed or garbage.

We beach combed for an hour or so. There was little of interest except for singing sand. I'd heard of it, but never heard it before. When we dragged our feet in the dry sand, there was a faint but distinct squealing sound. It was a weird experience. With some practice, I'm sure we could play a little tune.

There was a flagged area which was recommended for swimming. It's unclear what the lifeguards were watching for, but we think, struggling swimmers, sharks, and in some cases I guess, both. We didn't see any postings about stingers or crocodiles, but ignorance was bliss.

We took a swim; the water was comfortably warm, though the surf might best be described as a little aggressive. Without my glasses on, it was reassuring to know someone was on shark patrol, though I did see a few nice big fish in the breaking surf.

The Sunshine Coast lived up to it's name. It was pretty spectacular, and when we go back, we'll take some spoons. I can envision us jamming, Marlene on the spoons and me on the singing-sand.

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