You might like to pour yourself a Pimms for this one. Sometimes, you have to celebrate Australia with passion.
About 100nm north of Broome, the resort at Cygnet Bay is a great little find, particularly since the fabulous Kooljaman at Cape Leveque, just around the corner, is now permanently closed.
I will let the images do the talking with regard to the colours of the Kimberley around here. Nothing will prepare you for your low level cruise above the islands of the Buccaneer Archipelago, where the almost complete lack of civilisation and the endless stark white beaches make it one of the places in this country that I am repeatedly floored by.
There’s nothing wrong with the length of the airstrip at Cygnet Bay. When you’re taxiing to the parking area, just don’t stray off the centreline to turn around. The fine red sand is definitely not compacted along the edges of the strip. Don’t ask me how I know that.
It looks like there’s only one road leading to here – One Arm Point Road, ending at the settlement of Bardi, (where there’s another airstrip, so don’t get confused.)
After you’ve done one of their signature pearling tours, had 40 swims in that spectacular blue sea and resolutely eased your blood pressure down to a serene hum, it’ll be time to supervise the sunset. I tell you, it’s all go up here.
You’ll put your head down in one of half a dozen comfy glamping tents about a km up the sandy red track from the bar. An easy walk, and there’s even a laundry up here, whatever that is.
Food and beverage headquarters is a big wraparound verandah with views out to the Timor Sea. You’re going to want to give that view a lot of attention.
