So called because the water has the colour of champagne. It is crystal clear but quite small. It was also an effort to have to walk an hour along a beach to get there as well. To make matters worse, I have a slight disagreement with a rock and manage to scratch my arm and cut my wrist (Note to Mum - It was a small cut - I am fine). Martin had his first aid kit on him so I cleaned myself up and got plastered.
Pictures (Left) The view of the beach we walked along - Indian heads in distance. (Right) - The pools at Champagne rocks.
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