Fraser Island – the final chapter
This final chapter is in no relevant or logical order, this chapter is a story involving sandy roads, shipwrecked boats, creeks that flow into the ocean, full moons, a bogged mini bus and a pub with no patrons; that’s how we sum up our Fraser Island tour.
That’s what I love about travelling, the memories come back in jumbled excited and chaotic bursts, with no logical order, at least that’s how it works for me.
From interesting trees, to the refreshing Eli creek we walked we swam and we explored.
Here is an interesting fact ( or not!) Eli creek is said to pour 8 million litres of water into the Pacific Ocean each day. This beautiful creek offers a boardwalk through the trees and a jump of point where you can jump into the creek, float or walk your way back down into the ocean.
Me and my ” holiday” hair at the start of the walk – in the background you can see the ocean and the many 4WD cars waiting patiently for the tide to go out before they can cross. A traffic jam on the beach is not something you see every day.
From the refreshing Eli Creek we drove further down the road to the famous ‘Maheno’ shipwreck. I can’t actually remember the story sorry but I am sure our helpful friend google can assist with that if you are interested to find out more.
From the wrecks to the Pinnacles – these coloured sand dunes yet another of Fraser Islands natural wonders.
With a weird fascination to search for dingoes we walked onto the beach at sunset – or should I say I dragged my husband with me so I could take photos and he could protect me from wild dingoes should they decide to sneak up on me when I am in my sunset photo taking zone ( a combination more dangerous than the dingoes themselves)
No dingo sightings I sulked back to our room where I was given an even better surprise a full orange moon slowly rising between two palm trees.
We capped the night off with an ice cold beer in a pub with no patrons – too eager??
Our adventure had come to an end, a beautiful short journey that felt like a few weeks.
A 45 minute ferry ride back to the mainland, I felt nostalgic as I always do at the end of an adventure.
A mixture of joy and sorrow all rolled into one- joy at the wonderful memories, sorrow the adventure is coming to an end.
We arrived back to Hervey Bay around 6pm where we had a 4 hour drive to get back to Brisbane.
As is the universe was sensing my sorrow the skies lit up, a beautiful sunset and a full moon to guide us home, I drove through the dark highway hoping that no kangaroos would jump out infront of our car.
We arrived home where I promptly collapsed into bed, my mind drifting to the beautiful sights I was lucky enough to see.