The magic of Bribie begins before you reach it. Somewhere on the Bridge connecting Mainland and Island, it happens. Sights and sounds of the City are forgotten, and the feeling is something special, something waiting to be explored, experienced. Where to look first is the problem. Ahead is the first glimpse of white, beckoning beaches; left - the hypnotic silhouettes of the Glasshouse Mountains; right - the sweep of the Pumicestone Passage with its flotilla of fishing, sailing ....