None the less, this was going to be an adventure. Complete with rain forests, eucalyptus woodland, sand dunes and a 75 Mile Beach, Fraser Island is the largest sand island in the world. The Island is rich with history and is now World Heritage listed but I’ll leave you to Google it for further info.
Friday at rush hour, we pick up our rental car and plug Hervey Bay into the iPhone. It’s about a four hour drive to Hervey Bay so we knew we would arrive around 10. We stopped at Maccer’s (McDonald’s, Mickey D’s, Golden Arches, etc.) on the way. First time through the drive through on the left side of the car was a success. We checked in late and crashed from our long week and expectations for the next day.
We woke up early on Saturday as we had to be at the office at 7:45. As I got ready, I Sykped home and told them all about our exciting trip we had planned. So we finally walk out the door and checked in at the desk, apparently we were late because everyone on the bus was waiting on us. It was an interesting site I’m sure for them as well as me. Here I am with my swimmers, a dress and my beach bag all ready to go to the beach. Everyone else seemed to put together the fact that we would be walking along an uninhibited sand pit because they’re all wearing hiking boots, jackets and their convenient hiking backpacks. Ah well, don’t think they would have appreciated me asking to run back into the hotel to change. The bus/four wheel drive/van takes us to the dock and we board the ferry over to Fraser. The trip takes about 30 minutes and holds around 100 people. Our vehicle was the first to let off the boat so we were on our way.
After about a 10 minute bumpy ride through the narrow path, we arrived at Lake Birrabeen for a 45 minute stop to enjoy the partial sun and the quiet lake. A few people decided to swim but the water was a bit too chilly. We took pictures of the untouched mountains behind the sparkling lake and sat on the white sandy beach.
We then got back on the vehicle which took us through Eurong, a small beachfront block of accommodations and restaurants, to the highway. The term highway is used a bit loosely here as the wide beach is the highway, complete with speed signs and all. There are no lane dividers or medians or if they were they were washed out by the tide. Low tide is the most reasonable time to travel on this 75 mile beach but our tour guide complained about the shape of the roadway. He was certain we were going to be bogged down in the mud but after careful maneuvering, luckily we did not get stuck. On the way to Happy Valley and our lunch break, we saw wild dingoes! The goofey tour guide told us he was not allowed to open the door of the vehicle, as if someone would want to get out. I have yet to see Koalas or Kangaroos in the wild (Greg saw a few on a golf course) but we were lucky to see wild dingoes on Fraser Island. They reminded me of the dogs we had growing up because they used to go burry any scrap food they were given and leave it to dig up later. Obviously the dingoes had done the same with a fish. We watched the momma dingo eat the fish and the male watch her and us. They were not fazed by the audience and pretty much acted like they knew they could do what they wanted anyway.
We arrived to our dining destination and didn’t so much hesitate to take advantage of the bar. We sat with a young couple from the UK and an older couple from the beaches south of Sydney. We all talked about our journeys to Hervey Bay, and Australia, and we discussed the trip thus far. Everyone pretty much agreed that our tour guide was very intelligent and passionate about Fraser, but undoubtedly a character. He talked in funny voices and said strange things but surprisingly didn’t get on anyone nerves, too bad. I’m sure it was all of the interesting and insightful fact he had to share.
After lunch we drove along the highway to the Coloured Sands also known as the Pinnacles. Sculptured by natures elements, these formations are truly one of Fraser Islands natural wonders. Next, we visited my favorite part of the tour, the Maheno Shipwreck. This massive ship was used as a hospital ship in World War I and was also used as a bombing practice in World War II. In 1935 the S.S. Maheno was in tow on it’s way to a Japanese scrap metal yard when it was caught in a cyclone and grounded on 75 Mile Beach. The owners decided it would cost too much to get back out to sea so they took the entire valuable interior and left it to deteriorate.
After taking our pics, we ventured to Eli Creek, our second swimming destination. This freshwater creek was surrounded by lush plants and nice boardwalk. We opted out of swimming, again the water was freezing, but enjoyed the view. After a quick stop for afternoon tea at the same restaurant, we drove back down the beach to Eurong. The way back was a bit sketchy but again, thank goodness we didn’t get stuck.
The last stop was a rainforest called Central Station. The walk through the rainforest was shorter than the one we walked at Byron Bay but the boardwalk was nicer and there weren’t any hills. Some of the trees were massive and the greenery was beautiful. Atlas, it was time to board the ferry and we ventured back to the mainland.
After the bus/four wheel drive/van dropped us off we quickly got changed and went to dinner. We chose a hopping place down the walkway from our hotel and enjoyed some cold beers and amazing seafood. We were exhausted and stuffed and called it a night. Sunday we had breakfast on the dock and got on the road. The journey back to Brisbane was another adventure in itself. We followed the iPhone which lead us around all kinds of back roads and gravel paths. We finally made it to Noosa on the way back and enjoyed a stroll along Hastings Street and quick lunch, love the veggie spring rolls. We arrived back in Brisbane Sunday evening and started asking again, “So what do you want to do next weekend?” “I don’t know, what do you want to do?”
