The temperatures at Noosa Main Beach are 'the Goldilocks zone'. Photo / Tourism and Events Queensland
The temperatures at Noosa Main Beach are 'the Goldilocks zone'. Photo / Tourism and Events Queensland
Everything you've heard about Noosa is true, writes Carol Smith, who fantasises about moving here.
Sea foam bubbles up my legs. I giggle. As I inch further into the inviting frothy water a fast wave catches me and hits me in the face. I laugh.
Prancing in the sea brings back happy childhood memories.
I haven't been swimming for years even though I live close to several beaches.
But the mood is different here in Noosa, on Queensland's Sunshine Coast. People are not wearing black, the warm sea is enticing and built-up stress drains away with the receding waves.
I contemplate moving here. That happens a lot, says Peter, a volunteer at Noosa Heads information centre on the main drag, Hastings St.
He and his family holidayed in Noosa for years and now they and many of their friends have retired here.
The mild weather and the relaxed atmosphere are two big drawcards. "It rarely gets below 8C on a winter's morning and my old bones can't take the cold in Adelaide," he says.
We're in the Goldilocks zone - not too hot (between 17 and 28C in summer) and not too cold (7 to 22C in winter), not too close and not too far away from a big city (Brisbane is a lazy two-hour drive).
It's 4pm as I'm having a dip and the sun is shining. On the beach there's a massage tent and a masseur waiting to relieve tension. As I tread Main Beach's fine white sand on the short walk back to my beautiful beachfront Seahaven Noosa resort apartment, it squeaks. The pool looks good so I jump in.
A turkey - yes, really - saunters up to me. Earlier, a mottled black-and-white bird called a peewee had landed near my table when I was tucking into garlic butter prawns and calamari with chilli mayo at the surf lifesaving club - the best eating view in town. Nature and people mix well.
The bush turkeys wander without fear of being eaten, says Philip, at Seahaven's front desk.
"You could boil a bush turkey and a rock for a week and you'd throw the turkey away and eat the rock," he says.
The temperatures at Noosa National Park are 'the Goldilocks zone'. Photo / Tourism and Events Queensland
The palm trees are swaying in the balmy breeze. The view from my trendy apartment is worth looking at and, after reading for a while, I am mesmerised by the waves and I have to put the book down.
This is the most relaxed I've been in years. It's lucky they don't have a water shortage in this green, lush, subtropical area because I plan to luxuriate in the extra deep bath before I go to bed.
After a delicious prawn, scallop and mussel linguine at Season restaurant I sleep like a baby, which is good because I'm up at sparrow's fart the next morning to go on a kayak safari.
I'm surprised to discover everyone else is awake, too. At 6.15am Cafe Le Monde is nearly half full, peppered with tourists and locals.
I order coconut pancakes with poached pear and passionfruit sauce to give me strength for the day ahead. Life is hard.
Some people say Noosa Heads is too commercialised. They're jealous. It has a main street with some nice shops, low-rise accommodation and cafes, all necessary where most people live. Copious roundabouts, in lieu of traffic lights, slow down visiting city slickers. If you prefer nature, Noosa National Park - with walking trails winding through the bush and along the coast - is just up the road.
The natural beauty of Noosa and its surrounds has been recognised by Unesco as an official Biosphere Reserve - these residents are committed to protecting and treasuring their patch of paradise.
You cannot spend all day at the beach - or maybe you can. The surf club carpark is full by 7am. It is 27C according to the club board and the sea is already littered with surfers and swimmers. It's going to be another stunning day in Noosa.
If I retire here the two biggest dilemmas for me each day will be deciding which bikini to wear to the beach and which cafe to eat at.
Day trip to Eumundi
Spoon stall at Eumundi Markets. Photo / Carol Smith
Pop into The Bohemian Bungalow - a colourful cafe full of ephemera and featuring tables dressed with watering cans, fresh herbs and flowers - for a Road to Morocco brekkie (lamb sausage and bean concasse, baked in a pot with a poached egg and pecorino and served with rocket and grain sourdough) before crossing the road to the famous Eumundi Markets.
The Eumundi Markets, about 30 minutes from Noosa, are held every Wednesday and Saturday from 6.30am to 1.30pm.
I arrive at 7.30am - just in time to find a carpark. After an hour or so poking through the 200 stalls of handcrafts and produce I come away with a pair of gorgeous red coral earrings, a necklace, vanilla and blackberry handmade soaps and a bag of scrumptious macadamia nuts.
I nearly weaken and add a bracelet made from a silver fork and a spoon and a necklace made from old typewriter keys to my loot. They are two of the more interesting things I see made into jewellery at this pretty market, set behind the fig trees fronting the main street.
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Getting there: Qantas has flights to the Sunshine Coast up to five times daily from Auckland, via Sydney or Melbourne.
