So many sandy sights to see

Trip Start Dec 06, 2006
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Saturday, March 15, 2008

By the time I crawled out of my tent, Graham had all the brekkie stuff organised and in addition to the usual cereal and toast he knocked up some pancakes. As with tea, the girls didn't eat much so there was more for food for me. We bombed it right up the top end of the island stopping at the Maheno shipwreck on the way. It was an old passenger liner that had been bought by the Japanese and ran in to trouble during a cyclone. The back half of it is smashed to pieces, but then that's because the aussie air force used to use it for target practice. We dug up some shells nearby that had creatures inside and had a race to see which one would bury itself back under the sand. We visited champagne pool for a dip which was a bunch of rock pools where the water crashes over the rocks behind creating a load of bubbles.

Whilst our hostest with the mostest rustled up a smorgasbord of tasty treats for lunch we wandered up Indian Head, a lookout point where you can see turtles, dolphins, sharks and whales. Or in our case nothing as it was windy and so the visibility in the water wasn't very good. Oh well, lunchtime entertainment was a dingo that chased a bird for a while and then having given up when it flew off, set its sights on a fat bloke that was planning to sunbathe nearby. Next up was Eli Creek, a freshwater stream that's nice for a paddle and is also good for filling up water bottles due to its fast flowing water. I wasn't really planning on getting wet, but a bit of splashing about with water bottles soon descended in to a full scale water fight which was a laugh. So it is possible to have fun with people that don't speak. It was a real shame that my Swiss German isn't up to scratch as they seemed to be having tons of fun and laughs in their native language. They got more involved over the course of the few days, but most of the time I was a bit bored really.

Next up was another lake, this one was called Wabby, it used to be like McKenzie but got blocked due to sand drifting across the island. It will eventually disappear as the sand is still shifting from east to west with the wind. I had a bit more of a swim in this one and stretched out a few surfing muscles. We weren't meant to visit this lake until the next day, but that meant we could check out a different one. Well, I say all this, but as I didn't know the first thing about the trip perhaps that was always the schedule. We headed back to the camp for a BBQ when yet again way too much was made but you'll get no complaints from me and my sausage and burger stuffed gut. Another group turned up in the car we swapped out of as they were only on a 2 day trip. Although I'd lost a lot of my ability to speak by this point, I managed to have a chat with some of them and it turned out a lass knew a lad from the Manc MVA office that I'd met a couple of times. Small world and all that.

The guide for the other group was a bit of an idiot and got smashed off his face on whiskey and then started reciting poetry. There's nothing worse than a pretentious drunk. He also got out his harmonica (bet you thought was going to say something else there) and played that. He was good but then you know he wouldn't have bothered if he was rubbish. Anyway, there was a creek just behind the campsite where you could wade across and get to the beach. Graham wanted to show everyone this as a few people said they might get up for the sunrise at 5. Ha! Yeah, right. In the end the trip to the creek ended up being a shrimp catching session with the torches and the trip highlight for me was when this other guide slipped and fell in the creek, pure comedy gold.
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