The morning we left for King Island started well before sunrise. After two flights with our two young first time air travellers we had finally arrived at our holiday destination. The first thing that struck me when we walked into our rented shack was just how warm it was. We quickly discovered the fire had been lit prior to our arrival. This was a magic touch.
We spent seven nights on the island and for this amount of time I wanted accommodation with enough space for everyone in close proximity to the beach. I had secretly hoped it also had plenty of character as I had deliberately avoided booking generic cabin or motel style accommodation.
I have always been fascinated by beach shacks and I couldn't help taking photos as the morning and afternoon light moved through the rooms.
Located on the more protected, eastern side of the island the Naracoopa Beach Shack ticked all of the boxes for me. It was warm and cosy with just enough room for a family of four. With the beach literally just across the road and the jetty within walking distance, everyone was happy. The fishing rods, buckets, bikes, surfboard and books added to the fun. I especially enjoyed getting reacquainted with Enid Blyton and the Secret Seven!
Are you lucky enough to own a shack?
Do you love the idea of having a shack?
Do you love the big, flash, modern beach house or the old style shack? It is the old style for me all the way!