The ocean and the beach can be calming and soothing,but also perilous.
Australian summers are synonymous with beaches:places that belong to everyone,to holiday,celebrate,rejuvenate and heal. We asked local identities to tell us about their favourite spot.
A daybreak red rattler ride,then a ferry to Manly:Justin Scarr’s rite of passage was like so many of his generation as a teen from western Sydney.
Six generations of the family have been heading to this humble abode at Newport Beach.
The reality is that the crashing,swooping,sucking,dumping habit of ocean waves is everything terrifying to me.
For 50 years,the news presenter has taken the summer road trip to Avoca Beach.
Poo on the beach,in the ocean and even in the ice-cream. You’d think a place so besmirched by bad press would keep the crowds away.
Rocker Mike Dalton became a master of disguise as soon as the heat would hit Wanda beach.
It takes some effort to get to my favourite waterside spot,and therein lies the charm of this harbour gem.
It’s the simple little run-down house,defiantly unrenovated,that pulls us to Pearl Beach,thumbing its nose at all the glossy,glassy mansions nearby.