Hello Dingo!
Trip Start
Aug 15, 2006
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Trip End
Feb 09, 2007
A hell of a lot had happened since the last post...We finally left Agnes Water and drove south for Hervey Bay and Fraser Island.
Our last day at Agnes was unbelievable. These two Aussie dudes Jarrod and Scotty picked us up at around 10 or 11 am at the hostel we were staying at (Cool Banana's)...These guys are legends. They picked us up in Jeep towing a boat...a Tinny with a 25 on the back. The plan: Stop at the bottle shop and pick up a few cases...then head out on the ocean with this little boat for a day of drinking and surfing behind the boat. It was insane. Jarrod and I put the boat in and drove out and around the point at 1770...the waves were launching us 5 feet in the air...shit was flying out of the boat...just crazy...Jarrod starts riding the waves with the boat, flying up and down the faces right near shore...very intense. We arrived at the main beach where we picked up Scotty, Dylan, Stef - the surfer girl from northern Germany, Karin - from Stockholm Sweden, and the beer
The next morning we took off...headed south for Hervey Bay...The girls, Stef and Karin hitched a ride with us. We stopped off at the Bundaberg Rum factory on the way to see the Bunda Bear and then got a room at a hostel in town.
The next morning Dylan, Stef, and I headed out to Fraser Island on a self-drive 4 by 4 adventure with 13 other people...two vehicles. This was crazy...off roading on the world's largest sand island...we drove up and down the eastern beachhead as the surf pounded the shore...a big swell but nobody goes in the water at Fraser because there is a fantastic chance you'll get taken by a tiger. We camped out for 2 nights..and drank alot of wine. During the 3 days we were there we did alot of exploring...inland drives to check out all the freshwater lakes and go swimming. We also drove up to Indian heads...a rocky lookout on the northern tip of the island. On our second night camping a pack of Dingoes surrounded the tents and even went into our tents and stole Stef's bag, dragging it 20 yards into the bush and eating her chocolate...A dingo grabbed my bag too but only made it a few feet from the tent...they actually went inside the tent while it was zipped up...and everywhere you lookes...you see these reflecting eyes in the night staring at you...the dingoes! They are pretty cool. Yup, we are exhausted and back at the hostel in Hervey...planning to head to Noosa tommorrow...where the surfing really begins.
Oh almost forgot to mention that we went to a crazy shark museum...just nuts...A giant preserved great white in a tank, alot of info on the sharks around Australia...the guy who owns the museum actually believes that the tourism industry keeps shark attacks under reps to prevent the downfall of itself. He says that there are real killers/man-eaters out there swimming round ready to eat people at anytime...a load of bullox if you ask me. Cheers.
Our last day at Agnes was unbelievable. These two Aussie dudes Jarrod and Scotty picked us up at around 10 or 11 am at the hostel we were staying at (Cool Banana's)...These guys are legends. They picked us up in Jeep towing a boat...a Tinny with a 25 on the back. The plan: Stop at the bottle shop and pick up a few cases...then head out on the ocean with this little boat for a day of drinking and surfing behind the boat. It was insane. Jarrod and I put the boat in and drove out and around the point at 1770...the waves were launching us 5 feet in the air...shit was flying out of the boat...just crazy...Jarrod starts riding the waves with the boat, flying up and down the faces right near shore...very intense. We arrived at the main beach where we picked up Scotty, Dylan, Stef - the surfer girl from northern Germany, Karin - from Stockholm Sweden, and the beer
Cruising Down Fraser Highway
. We cruise out into the ocean and away from the crowded main beach, heading south along the headland until we found it...the perfect little deserted beach nestled between two giant rockfaces...a beautiful little cove. So we spent the day there drinking, swimming, and riding Jarrod's surfboard behind the boat. The Aussies were always looking over into the water just to make sure there were no Tiger sharks around...apparently there was a spotting that day and being right in the middle of breeding season off a rocky point probably wasnt the safest. No matter. The best day in Agnes. We plan to meet up with Jarrod and Scotty further south in Noosa.The next morning we took off...headed south for Hervey Bay...The girls, Stef and Karin hitched a ride with us. We stopped off at the Bundaberg Rum factory on the way to see the Bunda Bear and then got a room at a hostel in town.
The next morning Dylan, Stef, and I headed out to Fraser Island on a self-drive 4 by 4 adventure with 13 other people...two vehicles. This was crazy...off roading on the world's largest sand island...we drove up and down the eastern beachhead as the surf pounded the shore...a big swell but nobody goes in the water at Fraser because there is a fantastic chance you'll get taken by a tiger. We camped out for 2 nights..and drank alot of wine. During the 3 days we were there we did alot of exploring...inland drives to check out all the freshwater lakes and go swimming. We also drove up to Indian heads...a rocky lookout on the northern tip of the island. On our second night camping a pack of Dingoes surrounded the tents and even went into our tents and stole Stef's bag, dragging it 20 yards into the bush and eating her chocolate...A dingo grabbed my bag too but only made it a few feet from the tent...they actually went inside the tent while it was zipped up...and everywhere you lookes...you see these reflecting eyes in the night staring at you...the dingoes! They are pretty cool. Yup, we are exhausted and back at the hostel in Hervey...planning to head to Noosa tommorrow...where the surfing really begins.
Oh almost forgot to mention that we went to a crazy shark museum...just nuts...A giant preserved great white in a tank, alot of info on the sharks around Australia...the guy who owns the museum actually believes that the tourism industry keeps shark attacks under reps to prevent the downfall of itself. He says that there are real killers/man-eaters out there swimming round ready to eat people at anytime...a load of bullox if you ask me. Cheers.


Comments
Good to see you're still alive
Hey man, I havent been checking the site, cause I didnt have the link at work. I finally just checked it now and read every entry in one sitting. It sounds like you are having the time of your life. Can you believe you are almost one month into your travels? It feels like you left here last week. Things havent been the same without you guys around. Apparently the waves have been pretty good, but I have only gone surfing once, and it was all blown out. Tell Dylan I send my best, stay close to German girls and far from Tiger Sharks. POST PICTURES!!!!!!!