Located on Melville Island, sits the charismatic Clearwater Island Lodge. After a 15-minute charter flight we were met at the front door by Michael, who was accompanied by the world’s biggest smile and a fridge full of ice cold beer. Needless to say, he had us at hello.
The next morning our local Tiwi guide, Clinton, loaded us into the boat and began what was to be the best tour of my small but substantial life. With the wind whipping through my hair and the pastel pink shades of dawn on the horizon, we arrived at Rainbow Beach.
Now as far as names go, this one could not be more accurate if it tried. Turquoise blue water lapped at a peaches and cream shoreline, all overshadowed by burnt orange cliffs spotted with pastel green foliage. Think rainbow paddle pop meets coastline and you’ve pretty much got the picture.