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Published: April 29th 2018
We were a little slow to pack up this morning as we had to spend quite a bit of time locating the various tools that Adam had littered around the campsite. I did point out that generally things are easier when you put things back in a logical place. For instance it is easier to find the spanner in the tool box rather than 10 feet from the campsite in the grass (especially if you’ve moved to another campsite). Also we had to wait for Adam to put the finishing touches on his blog entry. In fact he is doing more blog writing (chuckling to himself) than holidaying. I had a quick beer as the sun rose waiting for him to finish.
As we were just tying down the stuff on the roof a fellow camper (not Adam’s deliverance mates) drove past and yelled out “Where did you get the money for that?”. I’m not entirely sure what he meant by that (maybe the Landcruiser). I was going to yell back “Ripping you off on your super” but decided against it.
We headed in to Rainbow Beach for ferry tickets and supplies (e.g. insect repellent).
The lady at the barge desk asked where we’d come from and when we said Poverty Point she said she’d only gone there once and the midges were so bad they packed up and left. I spat in a manly fashion and said "what midges'. Outside the ferry office there is a wall of shame with pictures of 4WDs in various stages of being engulfed by the surf. I took a photo of the towing company phone number just in case. The youth at the IGA counter showed all the exuberance of a 16 year old stuck in a small country town with limited employment options and no sixteen year old girls as they’d been smart enough to move on. We did find out when we did our after dinner espresso that the little bastard had sold us milk past its’s use by date. The barge collects you on a sandspit so before you head out you need to deflate your tyres. It took us about an hour to deflate the tyres but we learnt a lot about tyre deflation in the process. We also passed a rather disturbing sign suggesting that you can’t have a load on your roof.
We have almost everything on the roof. As we were driving onto the barge I’m sure the guy made a signal that indicated “Why have you got so much crap on your roof, go back”. But when I asked him he said that was just for hire 4WDs. He also gave us a sage piece of advice “Where there are backpackers there are G-strings”. I was hoping for some tips on beach driving. Not sure what to do with that, but there you go.
Fraser Island is amazing. We drove the Landcruiser up the beach to our campsite which is right behind the dunes and set up. As we were looking for a suitable site we came across a group who had set up a camp that looked like Vegas. We waved and they just stared at us as we drove past. They had set up in a very exposed campsite and when the wind was howling at 3am I had a little chuckle. We decided to do one of the inland tracks and chose the Experienced 4WD Drivers Only one, given we have spent an hour deflating the tyres we figured we qualified. The track was great fun but slow and very rough and there were a couple of bits where it felt like the car might tip over. We started to get a bit worried about having to come back in the dark and drive on the beach at high tide so we turned around at the halfway mark which is a large freshwater lake which seemed to be devoid of bird life.
That night I had a pretty crap sleep as I think the midges as Poverty Point were exacting their revenge and I was itching like anything. It also poured with rain but Adam and I had spent a bit of extra time on the tent so we were safe and dry.
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