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Fraser Island and life on a cattle station...

So...where am i up to...ahhh yess...the much anticipater Fraser Island...

We had another early start to get to Hervey bay – which is where we were going to Fraser Island from... Once we'd arrived we had a chilled day split between the beach when it was sunny and running to the cover of a cafe when it rained!

Got up super early to get our shuttle bus to the ferry terminal which would take us to Fraser Island. Fraser is the worlds biggest sand island....covered in sand dunes, rainforests and fresh water lakes. Many people go on a self drive tour with random groups that you are thrown together with – you're pretty much left to your own devices with a 4-wheel drive and a tent... We heard a few horror stories about that though (mainly people being stung for any damage to the car), so we decided to go for a guided tour...I wasn't sure at first but it turned out to be the best decision. We had an amazing tour guide and a great group and we saw and learnt so much more than I think we would have done otherwise...plus we got all our meals sorted and a comfy dry bed at night!!

During our 2 night 3 day tour we went on some great walks, swam in some amazing lakes, jumped off some huge sand dunes, saw a python, lots of dingos and a dolphin, admired a huge shipwreck, played some incredibly bad games of pool and laughed...ALOT. We made friends with two german guys and after a few discussions and a game of 'where is this town in this country' using the sand and a stick as our blackboard for visual aids...came to the conclusion that we know NOTHING about where places are in the world. They must have thought we (erm...I) were seriously dumb!!

Our guide was brilliant – hilariously funny and knowledgeable..and an amazing photographer (he did the still shots for BBC walking with dinosaurs – much of it was filmed on fraser).

One particular highlight of our Fraser trip was a bit of an indulgence and spur of the moment decision to go on a flight over the island! It was amazing and well worth it though – in this tiny plane for about 7 people (I was just happy not to be jumping out of it this time!). All in all no a bad way to spend Easter!

On returning from Fraser we had another night in Hervey before getting our next bus to a tiny village called 1770 – the only place in the world called a number! After the date where Captain Cook landed...as its where he landed! Despite being a place of historical significance I can't quite stress how small the place was! We had 4 days to fill though so we got to know the beach very well! The one backpacker activity to do was 'Scooterooing' – basically mini motorbikes that you get a quick lesson on, then as a big group we whizz around the streets before watching the sunset while eating potato wedges! After a nervous start I got the hang of it and LOVED it...it was so much fun! Sam didnt like it though so gave up on hers and took the opportunity to do the tour hanging on the back of one of the guides motorbikes...who happened to be a hunky Spaniard. She's no fool that Samantha!

Our next stop was a special one organised by Oz Experience (the bus company we;re travelling with) at Kroombit Cattle Station. A fully working cattle station in the middle of nowhere..and I mean nowhere! We arrived in time for lunch – big hunks of steak cooked on a massive bbq...very tasty but felt rather guilty when in the middle of eating (on rickety huge wooden tables outside) an incredibly cute calf (called moose) came to join us as it was strolling by!
We then got to do some cool activities including goat mustering (herding) on horseback..my horse was aptly called Lucy...but turned out to be a rather odd looking albino horse with huge boils on her bottom who actually managed to walk and sleep at the same time-not paying attention at all to what I was trying to get her to do. But I loved her all the same. We also got to learn how to lassoo then practice on some goats...after a few near misses I actually managed to lassoo one...and BOY was I proud of myself!!

In the evening they had a bucking bronco machine – but after my goat success I though i'd be pushing my luck having a go – so I bailed on doing it myself..but very nearly pulled a muscle laughing at everyone else. (including Sam and Carrie and 3 guys that we were hanging out with). I've taken footage galore of people being thrown from the fake bull...legs flying over heads and everything. I plan on making my millions by sending them into you've been framed!!!

After our night sleeping in what i think used to be a cow shed, we were up bright and early to head to Airlie Beach...the gateway to the Whitsunday Islands - another much talked about spot. If it was half as good as Fraser I'd know we'd have a great time!...and we did - but it wasn't without its very scary dramas...but it all worked out in the end, and its a very long story so we'll save that for another day!

LOVE to all xxxxxxxxxxxxx

Posted by Lucy Hood 21:27

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