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Having spent another 7.5 hours on a bus and 4 hours in A&E and having rested my foot on the sofa in my very comfortable uni type dorm accommodation. I decided to dose up on the painkillers and cover my foot in a sock so I wouldn't miss out on Fraser Island and I'm glad I did! (Les that explains the sock in all of my photo's). Although my group were no-where near as good as the crew I met on the boat, probably something to do with the fact that I was 12 years older than some and 7 years older than anyone in my 4x4. The Island was stunning and the self drive camping tour was a great experience.
Fraser Island, an island made totally from sand, still with forests growing and more than half of the worlds fresh water lakes, famous for it's resident dingo's (essentially wild dogs) I will always remember it as the place where sand went absolutely everywhere, in places you didn't even know existed!!
In preparation my group, 8 girls and one boy (a mistake we think as his name was Michelle, poor lad!) had to first watch the safety and conduct video. In parts in was very informative and in others just damn right ridiculous, for example crossing your arms over your body when you see a dingo, exactly what was that going to achieve?? We assumed it just made it easier for you to be put to rest?? Next came the packing of the van, which was hilarious and it all had to be just so to fit. Shopping for our trip as a group was the next challenge and I just pretended not to look as we got coco pops for breakfast and the cheap versions of everything! (clearly still a flashpacker). Setting up camp challenge Anneka style was also very amusing and you would think half of them had never seen a tent before in their life. I was the designated cook for the trip and spent most of my evenings over the BBQ and stove cooking up a feast with someone to my side holding a torch for me! All good fun….although I did feel a bit like Mum!
The days were spent touring the various sites on the island, as per our suggested itinery, trying hard not to get stuck in the sand dunes through the centre and loving the driving along the beach next to the crashing waves - always keeping a very firm eye on the tide times! We visited Lake Wabby, a massive sand dune leading down to a very pretty little lake. Eli Creek where there were snakes swimming around. Indian heads were the views of the island were stunning in both directions. Champagne pools, essentially rock pools right on the side of the ocean which looked very refreshing. Finally at Lake Macenzie I decided to give up my water ban, because of my foot and go in for a swim, partly because it was so amazingly clear I couldn't miss out but also fuelled by the fact that it was day 3, I hadn't yet had a shower and we had been using the bush as a toilet and were even supplied with a shovel, I will say no-more! The sand is so soft it was rumoured you could use it to exfoliate and wash your hair, which of course we all tried. I'm waiting for someone to email the human pyramid pictures that we posed for here, my face is a picture as I'm on the bottom row with at least one person jabbing a body part into my back.
The next day, properly washed and clean I head on the 5.55am bus to Brisbane, Yuk! Shazza is there staying with her cousin so we meet up for a night out on the town. Great to see her again and we had loads to catch up on, so much so that we end up staying out until the early hours so I just head straight to the airport for my 8am flight, Sharon barely makes it up for her planned day at the zoo with Auntie and Uncle and I promptly fall asleep for the entire flight!
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