The curious tale of XXXX Island – from beer-soaked man cave to tropical idyll – The Telegraph

Its dusk in December, and Im standing alone on the highest point of this scrap of earth in the Southern Great Barrier Reef. Below, my tiny cottage is snugged down on the tail end of the island at Pebble Point, its hammock-strung private deck and tiny plunge pool overlooking rocks and ocean. Im contemplating a quiet, contented evening of throwing a juicy steak on the Weber barbecue, and cracking open a bold Australian red while listening to the waves on the shore as the sky turns orange then blac…

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