Magens Bay Beach is rated by National Geographic as one of the top 10 beaches in the world.
So with our expectations high, we hopped on board a local taxi truck which wound its way up and over the hillside and down into Magens Bay.
We can understand why National Geographic spotlights it - with all of the fish in the water and the pelicans diving down again and again to feast on the abundance.
Numerous times while swimming, you hear a massive splash behind you and turn to find a pelican righting itself and gulping down a fishy treat.
But the drawback of such a famous beach is of course the human horde that overruns it.
It was difficult to find even a small section of sand to call our own and more difficult still to find the tranquility that you would expect in such a pristine place.
With the waters so incredibly calm, I wondered about the presence of the lifeguards. I had my silent query answered when one of them angrily advised me that my 'daughter' (long-haired Indy) wasn't allowed to throw sand into the water.
We were able to clarify that: Yes, digging holes and forming sand castles were acceptable, but No, moving any sand into the water was forbidden.
I contemplated how many more people would drown on our Australian beaches if lifeguards were preoccupied with sand movements.
Nath took each of the boys out into deeper waters and practised getting them to float while hanging on to his neck, so they could look through their goggles at the fish life.
It was great prep for snorkelling and they were both pretty comfortable with it.
With a rain storm suddenly launching itself on to the beach, we quickly cleared out and jumped in a waiting taxi truck.
As our ship pulled out we were glad that we'd had the chance to swim at Magens Bay but were incredibly happy that back at home we share our beach with barely a sole.
