Australia: Fraser Island
Michael and I traveled to Australia as part of our 2007 career break. The following is an excerpt from our travel blog.
[singlepic=129,200,,,right]When planning our travel destinations, Michael said that the places he wanted to go to the most were Australia and New Zealand. And even though I had traveled through both countries before, I was happy to go back to revisit. And I wanted to take advantage of my return to see things I hadn’t before. Fraser Island was one of them.
It is said that Fraser Island is the world’s largest sand island, stretching 120kms (75 miles) long and made up of 100% sand over thousands of years of drifts. It’s hard to imagine that it really is all sand, as the island is lush with woodlands and rain forests, as well as fresh water lakes. And the only way to explore all of these wonders is by four-wheel drive.
There are several options for getting around by 4WD: rent your own vehicle (which allows you more access but can be risky if you don’t know tides or get stuck) – join a group of backpackers in a shared vehicle (but you’ll be cramped in an uncomfortable position and kept up all night by their partying) – or join a large 4WD bus with 40+ people (which, although, can be more comfortable but is less intimate).
We opted to go with the Fraser Experience – a small group tour operator that offers the comforts of a spacious 4WD vehicle but the intimacy of a smaller group. Our group was made up of 13, plus our driver Jason, and we represented the States, France, Scotland, England and Australia. Immediately we knew we were in for an adventure as Jason quickly made it known his extensive experience traversing the island.
And he certainly shared a number of stories with us. One thing is for sure – Aussies know how to spin a yarn and Jason was no exception – turning even the most boring details, such as the history of a shipwreck on the island, into a long, drawn out yet humorously entertaining story.[singlepic=111,150,,,right]
As we crossed over on the ferry from Rainbow Beach, the weather looked daunting, as the clouds from the day before still lingered. But it wouldn’t matter much, as we were to explore the inner portion of the island that day, which is made up of the aforementioned vegetation. When the blue skies did appear, the large trees and forest vegetation would obstruct it. But it was certainly welcome as we took a nice dip in the fresh waters of Lake McKenzie before lunch. Even though Fraser Island is surrounded by water, the dangerous currents and deadly sharks make it impossible to enter along the shoreline. But Fraser Island also offers numerous fresh water lakes, like Lake McKenzie, which is a perfect respite with its crystal clear water and pristine white sand.
After spending the afternoon exploring the rain forests by foot, we navigated the slowly shrinking beach front, trying to make it back to camp before the high tide took away our route. There are several resorts and camp sites on Fraser Island, but we were to stay in Dilli Village, which is made up of a series of small cabins.
[singlepic=125,200,,,left]With the birds waking us up bright and early at 4:30am, the blue skies were a great sign that we had reserved the right day for driving up the coastline. For miles all we could see were crashing waves on the beach and various fisherman having their go at the sea. Along the way we stopped at the shipwreck, Maheno, which was once a luxury vessel and also served as a floating hospital during World War I. After a recession hit Australia, it was sold to a Japanese company but was washed ashore here during a typhoon as it was being towed to Japan.
We also stopped at the Pinnacles, which is a sand formation made up of various layers of colors. Jason offered us the scientific and Aboriginal versions of their creation. But I liked the one a former passenger came up with: it was God’s paint palette after he finished painting the Earth. And although I’m not a believer in creationism, I liked the imagination behind the idea, as it did appear to be like a painters palette, with the various colors appearing under the chipped colors above.[singlepic=132,200,,,right]
But our final destination this day would be Indian Head – a rock formation towards the top of the island, that once scaled, offered glorious views. From atop we spotted dolphins, rays and manatees in the clear waters below. After a delicious lunch, we had a last dip in another crystal clear water source – this time a creek.
But before long we were off, as we would be fighting the high tide again as we made our way down to the ferry landing and our departure point. It was definitely a full two days and well worth a return trip to Australia.
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Leah on Mon, 6th Jun 2011 8:12 am
I really enjoyed reading your post. I am thirty-two soon and have itchy feet that are ready to try out foreign soils.
It is a fear of leaving the security of the day to day grind of paying the bills and living a safe and non-challenging way of life that has put me on hold for some time.
I hope (as it has I) your post will inspire others to go and follow their bliss – Leah 🙂
Patricia GW on Mon, 6th Jun 2011 8:54 am
Travel and experiencing a new culture really has put it into perspective, and filled that void with purpose (and joy).
In three weeks I’ll be moving to Paris myself for one month. I have the same feeling – the incredible surreal realization that I’m going to be living there…. it’s thrilling!!
Abby on Mon, 6th Jun 2011 2:11 pm
Oh, Jenny! Escargot isn’t palatable — it’s delicious! I love your writing style; it’s so fun and energetic. Can you believe how far we’ve come? Everyone, Jenny and I were in the exact same industry and have known each other online and via work emails for years and years. But we’ve only met once, many, many years ago. And one of those jobs she was sleeping next to her BlackBerry for was one I’d just left. And now she’s 33 and living abroad, just like I was last year. Kindred spirits. Jenny, you’re a true inspiration — I can’t wait to see how your adventure unfolds!
Debbie Beardsley on Mon, 6th Jun 2011 3:22 pm
Your life in Paris sounds ideal. It is nice to read about people who follow their dreams instead of wishing they had! Enjoy the rest of your journey.
Terriaw on Tue, 7th Jun 2011 1:40 pm
Wow, fabulous and well said! I love your new outlook on like. After experiencing career burnout and feeling a little lost and purposeless lately, you have encouraged me. I look forward to seeing Paris someday!
Jenny on Tue, 7th Jun 2011 6:50 pm
merci for all the sweet comments! @abby we are soooo kindred spirits! well except when it comes to our differing feelings on escargot…;) and congrats patricia on the move! thrilling indeed!
shawna on Thu, 9th Jun 2011 1:32 am
you’ve reawakened my travel bug. must. return. to. france. (someday.) eat a croissant for me!
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G. Michael Schneider on Sun, 19th Jun 2011 3:36 pm
I am a firm believer in living and working overseas, just as you described. However, many of us actually like our jobs and our homes and are simply looking to renew and refresh our lives, not change it. However, you can have the same type of cultural experience without having to reach into your own wallet and without having to quit your day job–by taking what I call a “working vacation.” My wife and I have done this 15 separate times, from Australia to Zimbabwe, Turket to Tibet, Mauritius to Mongolia. I describe how to do it in my blog otherguysdime.wordpress.com and via Twitter at @otherguysdime. Learn how to have fun without having to have burn any of your bridges behind you.