Southern Ocean Lodge.  It may as well be called Southern Oh. My. God. because that’s pretty much what you’ll say when walking through the front door.

This is one of those places that has to be seen to be believed and no photos will do it justice.  Unfortunately, for me at least, it’s also one of those places that’s probably going to be a ‘once-in-a-lifetime’.

You know you’re somewhere a bit spesh when you have to be buzzed in at the front gate.  The front gate that’s kilometres away from the actual Lodge.  Then you when you finally arrive at the Lodge, there’s not one but two people to personally greet you. They don’t even mind that you took a wrong turn and ended up in the delivery bay, only to follow it up with driving the wrong way up the one way driveway.

To top it all off, they don’t bat an eyelid when your best mate whose 40th birthday prompted this little surprise jaunt (for her) starts shedding a tear after they explain it’s an open bar and we can just help ourselves.

We’re then shown to our *spectacular* room where there’s champagne chilling in the fridge and freshly baked welcome ‘lamos’ (Lamingtons) just waiting to be scoffed.  Can it get any better than this?? 

Why yes, we have a fireplace in our room, there are bean bags on our patio and a view that is almost impossible to pull ourselves away from.

And did I mention the bath with a view??

There’s nothing for it than to cool our excitement in the plunge pool. Oh and did I mention the VIEW??

The Southern Ocean Lodge, as the name suggests, has front row seats to the Southern Ocean on Kangaroo Island and there’s  not a lot between it and Antarctica. Aside from a whopping great ocean that is. The colour of the water would have Nemo green (or aqua) with envy but there’s a wildness and rawness to the environment that adds a thrilling edge to the sumptuous comfort of the Lodge.

A short walk along the cliff top  and you would be forgiven for the thinking you’d just fallen off the edge of the world. Not another soul in sight and nothing but neon water and raw nature around you.

The hardest thing about your day will be deciding which wine you should try with dinner.  But then you could always just have a seat and try a few…

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end (I’m still trying to work out why) but for me, it will always be Southern O.M.G.