Fraser Island Part 2

So, following on from where I left yesterday....

We got back to our camp on the Saturday night where we were staying the night, we had picked a tent earlier in the day, except the best ones had all been taken. So, Em and I ended up with the crapest tent on the site - not only did the bottom not zip up but it was on a 45 degree angle. We tried to pad it out with as many foam mats and sleeping bags but could see that we were in for an interesting night.

We cooked ourselves dinner and once again sat around a campfire. This tour wasn't as good as the others, people kept themselves to themselves - the french with the french, irish with the irish, Em and I ended up playing cards over a couple of bottles of Coopers Ales. Our tour guide, Adam, brought out is guitar and played some Ben Harper and such - he was good. One of the Thai girls played a beautiful tune but is was ruined by the group of Irish girls from the other group who insisted on playing 'TUNES' from the car. Under the night sky and with the warmth of the fire I know what I preffered. Em and I admitted we were nana's and headed to bed, only to lie in fits of giggles, to the extent I thought Em would have a asthma attack due to the insane angle we had to sleep on.

We were up early, the dew on the grass steamed in the morning sun, we fumbled around in our tent trying to get ready and then headed out to the bakery for breakfast.
We then headed into the Rainforest for a walk and drive - we saw a Scribbly gum tree which was beautiful - the caterpillers eat the gum and create scribbles down the tree in a graffiti fashion. We also stopped at a Satinay tree which was enormous in circumference at around 500 years old - some testament to how hold the sand island is and how it has survived.

We then made our way in the bumpy 4WD through the forest to Lake Mackenzie - a beautiful turquoise lake with white fine sand in the middle of the island, although when we saw it everything looked so dull under the imposing grey clouds. The sun shone for a little while and we managed to snooze on the beach - well I did, Em was more interested in the group of guys playing rugby on the beach! After an hour on the beach we went back to the camp for some sarnies before loading the trucks up and heading back to Brisbane.

I wish we had picked another tour or had another guide - the island was so beautiful, the colours, sounds and feel of the finest sand - I don't think we experienced the best of what was on offer. Our group was also a little more refined than previous which put a dampers on the fun and getting to meet new people.