Last installment in my series of photos from small planes, most of these were taken on a scenic flight over the Buccaneer Archipelago. Sure, it's quite an evocative name for a clump of islands but they more than live up to it, sprawling out from a remote coastline in shades of green and blue and bony spurs of pale rock. My imagination gets the better of me as I look down on limitless empty beaches, leaping whales, coral lagoons, and sparkling bays where I dream I could lose myself for years. If any place will ever stir me to get a boat and figure how to use it, then this is it.
The last two photos are from a work flight down the coast from Broome. Home is at the end of the culdesac front and centre in the final pic.
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