Magnetic Island, North Queensland, Australia, confused Captain Cook because the iron in the bedrock messed up the ship’s compass. Today it drew us with it’s magnetism. Sadly my photo of a humpback whale passing the ferry failed. But the island itself is a largely unspoiled tropical paradise, with towering hoop pines gazing down on visitors.
We walked round to Gregory Bay and enjoyed pizza gamberoni e salmone at an authentic pizzeria, where the staff bellowed cheerfully at each other in Italian. Then came the hard part – despite the tropical heat, we decided to challenge ourselves with a 6.3k walk over the central mountain range. We were rewarded with views of dryland and tropical wilderness.
We didn’t confirm our accommodation in time so had to shift to a caravan park by the Ross River, of mosquito-born virus fame. They fog the bathrooms daily, presumably to reduce the mozzie population. We’re going to dine indoors!