In the late 80’s my partner (Stoney) and I were operating some restaurants and a legendary bar in the Whitsunday Islands off the East coast of Australia. Stoney (her maiden name was Sharon Stone, yeah go figure, but later had it changed to Shoran … and I simply couldn’t remember that… so I called her Stoney and that has stuck ever since), anyway, Stoney is a true romantic.
It was our anniversary and she had arranged a surprise for us both …
The island that we were living and working on had a core of about 1500 residents and it’s own jet airstrip, so it was bigger than your average South Pacific resort. At the time I was hell bent on learning to fly a chopper, and there was a great school on the island. Like most of us, I just didn’t make the time.
It was early on our aniversary day, and Stoney and I went to one of our favourite restaurants on the beach for breakfast. As we left the restaurant Stoney announced that she would drive (golf buggy’s were the standard mode of transport on the island). Feeling quite laid back, after all it was our anniversary, I climbed into the passenger seat. And off we went.
As we drove off Stoney told me that she had to take a quick detour to the airstrip to pick up a package. On the way there we passed a couple of our staff zooming along from the harbour in our little delivery van. Needless to say I wanted to know what the heck they we doing driving around in our devlivery van. Stoney told me not to worry as it was our day off and our manager could sort it out.
Well we got to the airstrip and Stoney parked the buggy and told me to walk with her. Being an obedient fellow I obliged. As we walked passed the chopper pad, one of the machines (choppers) was fireing up and the pilot was waving at us. I looked at Stoney and she was smiling … what a great surprise. In we hopped and off we went.
The pilot took us over the island and across to Whitsunday Island and hovered over a deserted little bay called Turtle Bay. He told me to look down as there seemed to be a something in the sand.
The pilot took us down and I could plainly see something written in the sand. It was a love note from Stoney placed inside a love heart … I won’t tell you the actual note, but you get the drift.
The pilot kept descending until we were actually on the beach, at which point he hustled me out of the machine and onto the beach. As I got out, he handed me a piece of parchment and advised that he would be back to pick us up in the afternoon!
As he lifted off, I turned my attention to the parchment… it was a treasure map !
Needless to say we were both feeling like castaways, and yes there was not a soul to be seen anywhere. We decided to find the treasure and followed the instructions carefully … and treasure it was. A large chiller box filled with Moet, pate,juice,fruit,and shellfish.
So this is what our staff were up to in the morning. Stoney had arranged for our chefs to prepare a romantic hamper, and a couple of the restaurant staff to take our speedboat out to Turtle Bay and hide it as well as scribing the message in the sand ! How wonderfull…
Still dressed for breakfast, we decided to do what all castaways would do in the circumstances… we stripped off (yep butt naked) and proceeded to indulge in the hamper of goodies.
There was so much wonderfully sexy food in the hamper it didn’t take long to deterioate into a food fight with pate being the weapon of choice. Let me tell you.. it doesn’t wash off that well in the ocean, and I’m certain that there were a few gourmet sharks out there with a fondness for pate covered homosapiens.
The rest of the day was certainly one to remember … fabulous sexy food, beautiful deserted island beach, crystal clear water and the love of my life.
Unfortunately the pilot returned as promised but to his credit, took the long way home, with a flight over the beautiful Whitehaven Beach.
So that’s one of our many romantic stories that I hope to share with you.
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