Cruising along the beach
Trip Start
Dec 28, 2005
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Trip End
Sep 01, 2006
Fraser Island,
Australia
Sunday, February 5, 2006
You basically go to a meeting, get thrown together with a bunch of strangers, do your food shopping which has to last with only an esky for 3 days and then head off onto a roadless island which apparently has more sand than the Sahara Desert (it's deeper) in a 4WD with some tents and dingo death stories ringing in your ears!
We were considerably lucky - no murderous dingoes and no arguments erupted within the group, although it's probably a good thing it's only a 3 day trip!! The mix included a 6"4 princess with an opinion on everything (never ever seen anyone so tall - she dwarfed us all), a feisty Italian who is extremely passionate especially about her dog ("Spanky is my best friend, my soul mate, my brother, my mother...?)and her dope ("I loooovee to smoke - I can not live without smoke"), a regular Jack the Lad with a tattoo of a Gremlin on his back and the Grim Reaper on his arm (but a very chirpy man), a very nice couple, two Swedish girls - one quiet, the other not - and Caz and me! It really did feel like Big Brother - luckily there were no cameras. The other car load which came from the same company were a couple, a very tall and funny man named Titus and six gorgeous girls!
Fraser Island is definitely up there in the best experiences I've had. The island is incredible, the most beautiful scenery ever. Lake McKensie is no ordinary lake - it is just unbelievable. Pure white sand and clear freshwater. The look out points, the beach driving, the driving in general, the lakes, the streams, the shipwreck, the rainbow mountain things - all amazing!
Camping was fun - for two nights. Our campsite was pretty well equipped - in other words, girls, it had flushing toilets and hot showers - yes!! We had a BBQ to do the cooking. Our Princess, Alex, insisted that we could do pizza and chips on a barbie... Turns out you can... But I'm not sure you'd want to really... Enough said about that.
After dinner, it was time for goon (what they call wine in a box) and chat. Camp sites don't allow noise after 10 so at that point Caz and I headed down to the beach with whoever wanted to where lots of travellers would meet and drink / stare at the stars and the milky way / practice throwing balls on strings(?) / pray no dingoes come by hungry... So all and all a good time is had by all.
It was a great trip - although if you do it, you'll be pleased to get back at the end - you can finally eat food without the taste of sand!
