Australia Day on Sydney Harbour: The Only Way to Celebrate
I’ll tell you this—if you’ve never spent Australia Day on a yacht in Sydney Harbour, you haven’t truly lived. I’m not talking about squeezing onto a mate’s fishing boat with a lukewarm esky rattling around. I’m talking about a proper superyacht. The kind that glides through the harbour like it was built for it. And today, I’m right where I should be—onboard.
The sun’s blazing, the sky’s so blue it looks photoshopped, and the water? Sparkling like someone tipped a bucket of diamonds into it. You can smell the salt in the air, mixed with the faint scent of barbecues drifting over from the shore. But up here, it’s a different world. I’ve got a drink in my hand, the sea breeze in my face, and a view that makes me wonder how life got this good.
Sydney Harbour today isn’t just busy—it’s electric. Boats of every shape and size dot the water. Ferries churn along, party boats thump with bass, and the occasional lunatic paddles by on an inflatable crocodile. But this yacht? This yacht is something else. She’s a floating palace, all sleek lines and quiet power. The kind of boat that doesn’t need to prove anything because everyone’s already watching.
My mates are sprawled out on sunbeds—soft as clouds, not those flimsy deck chairs. Someone’s popped a bottle of “something lovely”, and another’s at the barbecue, turning over wagyu beef skewers like a pro. There’s seafood so fresh it might still be breathing and platters that would make a five-star chef blush. No one’s rushing, no one’s checking their phone. It’s just us, the sea, and the kind of food that makes you glad to be alive.
The soundtrack? Pure gold. Paul Kelly eases in, blending with a bit of INXS, Crowded House (yeah, they’re Aussie), Diesel, Farnsie, Powderfinger, Gotye, Missy Higgins, The Cat Empire, and Empire of the Sun. Even a bit of Triple J’s Hottest 100 sneaks in for the young ones. It hums in the background, perfectly in sync with the soft slap of waves against the hull. Every now and then, someone nudges the volume up, and the music drifts across the water like an open invitation. Not that we need to invite anyone—this is our world today.
Then There’s the Yacht View
The Sydney Opera House, posing like it knows it’s getting photographed, and the Harbour Bridge, stretching wide and proud like it’s about to give you a hug. Ferries chug past, full of tourists waving, and you give them the classic Aussie salute: a relaxed nod and a raised beer.
“Mate,” someone says, staring out at the sea of boats, “this is living.”
“Mate,” I say, half to myself, half to everyone whilst taking it all in, “this is how you do Australia Day.”
And it is. Because out here, away from the crowds and the chaos, you feel it—that deep-down pride in being Australian. It’s in the salt on your skin, the warmth in the air, and the laughter of mates who know they’re exactly where they need to be.
As the sun dips, the sky puts on a show of its own. Shades of pink, orange, and gold stretch across the horizon, and we all fall a little quieter. But not for long.
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BOOM! Fireworks erupt over the Harbour Bridge, blasting the sky into a riot of colour. Reds, blues, greens—like the sky’s cracking open just to celebrate with us. And here we are, with the best view in Sydney. No crowds, no elbows, just us, the harbour, and a sky on fire.
Someone tops up my glass, and we raise them high. Not because it’s fancy, but because this—this—is living.
This isn’t just Australia Day. This is Australia Day done right.
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