Maggie Beer stands in the crystal-clear shallows and watches the activity around her feet. Teeny crabs scuttle across the sand and pebbles on the bottom, heading towards her suddenly vulnerable toes.
She is talking about this “unique place”, the secrets of its tides and currents, the cherished memories it evokes of family holidays and impromptu feasts. A place called Coffin Bay.
The name was chosen by explorer Matthew Flinders to honour his buddy Sir Isaac Coffin, but now sounds way too grim for this summer playground on the Eyre Peninsula where South Australians like Beer come to swim, fish, explore and unwind.
For the rest of the country, Coffin Bay is synonymous with oysters, those
