An hour out of Brisbane is a long way. Quite simply because it’s astounding how much you can do in that radius. Last week Braeside, this week Moreton Island. It’d been a while since I’d gone snorkelling, and I can’t imagine why. All it takes is a short drive to Lytton, $45 for the ferry and plenty of inclination to do nothing at all but relax.
The ferry will dump you right next to the wrecks on Moreton Island and all you need to do is slap on some sunscreen (I can veritably tell you that doing this before you even leave the house will save you much burning and peeling), put on your snorkeling gear and paddle out. All of a sudden you are in another world, surrounded by thousands of living things of all shapes, and colors and sizes. The thing that surprises you more than your curiosity in them is the fact that the fish are extremely curious about you.
Rinse, repeat and stop at some stage for lunch.
I know there’s a lot of controversy about how Moreton Bay is being loved to death, but this is truly a difficult experience to resist. In fact, I’m not even sure how snorkeling at the wrecks is killing the bay… would someone care to explain?
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