The end is near.
Right. So I have not been good at keeping this updated. There is still some good stuff to put on here and the reason I have been so lax in doing so is that I'm home now and I'm finding it hard to find the time. Ha. thats just it isn't it. Back to this busy Western lifestyle. Back to working the 40hr. week. With people always striving for more. I have missed this place. Certian things about it. Since being home I also miss the places I've been. You can bet that I'm not done with the rest of the world.
But, I'll finish Talking about the future when I'm done telling you about the past.
From Surfers Paradise I took a bus and a train up the coast to Brisbane. I spent a couple days there before signing up for a camping trip on the famous fraiser island. This was one of the coolest parts of my trip. Idealy suited for me. A mixture of camping, exploring natural wonders, and chillin with new people. It was great. There was four groups of eight. Each group had camping gear(including some old british army tents) and a Big deisel range rover. No guide, no check points. It was a good time.
A little about Fraiser. The worlds largest sand island, and the only place in the world where rainforest grown on sand. The island has several fresh water lakes bowled in by powder white sand. THese lakes where the place to swim on the island due to the shark colony just off the shore making for a ban on ocean swimming. By the time you add in rainforests, sand blows, red rock, ship wrecks, and champagne pools the scenery is incredible; not to mention the wildlife. From spotting sharks from hundreds of feet above, to bats the size of ravens, huge lizards, and waking up @ 2:00am to look a pair of dingos right in the face. (note: do not try and sleep on the beach near one of the largest dingo colonys in Australia) This was an incredible trip. And just incase you don't believe me.
As off the road as you can get.
We visit Lake MAkenzie before making camp.
To drive your 4x4 to you camp site, unload your gas cooker, cold grocceries, and foam sleeping mats onto the already soft sand, then start complaining about how dirty and rough this was going to be had me ready to drag my group to Canada, make them canoe out into the Muskokas and throw them down to sleep on a rock. No appreciation of true camping. The Brits are whiners.
But, I'll finish Talking about the future when I'm done telling you about the past.
From Surfers Paradise I took a bus and a train up the coast to Brisbane. I spent a couple days there before signing up for a camping trip on the famous fraiser island. This was one of the coolest parts of my trip. Idealy suited for me. A mixture of camping, exploring natural wonders, and chillin with new people. It was great. There was four groups of eight. Each group had camping gear(including some old british army tents) and a Big deisel range rover. No guide, no check points. It was a good time.
A little about Fraiser. The worlds largest sand island, and the only place in the world where rainforest grown on sand. The island has several fresh water lakes bowled in by powder white sand. THese lakes where the place to swim on the island due to the shark colony just off the shore making for a ban on ocean swimming. By the time you add in rainforests, sand blows, red rock, ship wrecks, and champagne pools the scenery is incredible; not to mention the wildlife. From spotting sharks from hundreds of feet above, to bats the size of ravens, huge lizards, and waking up @ 2:00am to look a pair of dingos right in the face. (note: do not try and sleep on the beach near one of the largest dingo colonys in Australia) This was an incredible trip. And just incase you don't believe me.
As off the road as you can get.
We visit Lake MAkenzie before making camp.
To drive your 4x4 to you camp site, unload your gas cooker, cold grocceries, and foam sleeping mats onto the already soft sand, then start complaining about how dirty and rough this was going to be had me ready to drag my group to Canada, make them canoe out into the Muskokas and throw them down to sleep on a rock. No appreciation of true camping. The Brits are whiners.
posted by jimi at 10:06 AM
<< Home