Fraser Island -- Wild 4WD and Dingo hunt
Trip Start Sep 20, 2004
89Trip End Mar 30, 2005
Although we thought we had gone into hiding with our bus night manouveres, the rain found us and preceeded to total soak us for the next 8 hours, however B seemed to enjoy the experience of flying through huge mud puddles. Not suprisingly no one volunteered to wade the puddles to check for depth but the car infront acted as a good test !
Our walk at Central station was a bit of a wash out so we made our way to Lake Mackenzie which is truly stunning and brilliant blue against the white sand. The weather wasn't going to stop uas from having a good time so we donned the swimsuits in the rain and piled in. Fantastic ! Warmer in the water than out !
We decided to sleep in a proper campsite that night to try and seek some shelter from the rain so off we went and set up the tents in record speed (well not tooo bad). The Korean boys set up a fantastic cover with the ground sheet that was designed and constructed with masterlike prescion and skill and a bit of head scratching. Then we cooked up a feast on the barbie, the rain stopped and we cracked open some rather good cold beers. Too easy mate !
Communication skills improved dramatically after a few beers and we soon got into the important task of discussing cross cultural references otherwise known as drinking songs.
Always a great way of breaking down inhibitions we were soon doing chicken wing dancing and singing tin tin tin tin ten ten t ten...sorry boys I'm sure you can correct me but you get the general idea. Dom took to it like a duck to water and spent most of his time clapping in the wrong places and generally drinking (some would say good tactics !) After much amusement we all crashed out and prayed for the sun to come out the next day.
The praying worked, hooray ! After a seriously rainy night the clouds cleared and we had a beautiful morning. We saw some cars heading off that morning which we thought was strange as we weer under strcit intructions to stay in camp till after high tide. After a quick recky onto the beach we aborted our mission and parked up and headed off on a awlk to the sandblow. One km through the woods and we popped out on the edge of a sand blow - otherwise known in my vocabulary as a bloody great desert with great big hills. Cool !
Never having been in a quasi desert before obviously I had to take full advantage by rolling down the hills and taking group pictures of us leaping over the brow of the hill into the sand
That night we camped on the beach and said hello to the dingos. No serious dingo incident, I'm pleased to report. In fact they looked more docile than most pet dogs but then I didn't try and get very close. The night came down and the stars went up and the sky was full. Truely incredible night sky which we sat underneath supping our beers and tucking into dinner. Dom (strangely another Ashford with an equal sense of mischeif)and I then decided to go on a night assualt into the next camp along the beach. Armed with our water pistols we managed to make it to the next camp in commando style crawling through the undergrowth. Unfortunatly the next camp had already gone to bed, which was rather unfortunate as Dom already had a target in mind due to an earlier pre assault reconnainsance mission
Another beautiful day so we went up to Lake Wabby - a lake on the side of a sandblow with huge catfish and green water and hung out in the cool waters. We also went back to Lake Mackenzie for another shot, this time in the sun ! Stunning !!! Will get the pictures up there. Then back to the Ferry, home, more beer (Yes Dom you did fall asleep at the table) and a big shower !!! Great times.