Greyhound to Noosa

This morning, the Israeli girls and I got up at 6:15am to be picked up for the bus station to head to Noosa. For some reason, public transport in other countries outside the US just seem so much less nasty than what I’d imagine. The buses were clean, as well as the people, and I felt safe using Greyhound to go from one place to another. Apparently it’s one of the most popular ways to travel around Australia, where people are buying passes per kilometer, or unlimited, reminding me of the Eurorail pass of Europe.

After our 4 hour trek to Noosa, we arrived at the bus stop and headed for the hostel conveniently located across the street. We checked in and we headed to the beach for lunch and fun in the sun. The beaches were beautiful, and looked very much like the Israeli town of Natanya, where the girls were from. I only REALLY believed them when a hotel was named that, which another jewish person later told me that it’s named that due to the resemblence of the two towns. Spent the rest of the day just lying in the sun and enjoying the beautiful scenery.

Cool Dingo Tour of Fraser Island Day III

sand_jump.jpgThe third day of our tour of Fraser Island proved to be yet more beautiful landscapes of this wonderous island. We made our way in the morning to Lake Wabby, an emerald green lake with sand dunes rising up so high. We gazed out at the ocean from the lookout, and then hiked our way down the mountain to the sand dunes and ran towards the water. It was such a beautiful area, I’ve not seen anything like it. I felt like I was in a desert! After doing some fun pics of jumping over the sand, we swam a bit in the green water. We then headed toward the bus on the coast to ride to our barbecue lunch. Lunch was quite good, and it was nice to chat with the others. We really were with some fun people. We then hung out on the beach until it was time to make our way to our last lake, Lake Birrabeen. Once we arrived, the guide offered to hike to another rust colored lake that I thought could be interesting for photography, so I joined. After we arrived, the lake was rustic, but it sure didn’t look appetizing to swim in. So we returned to the beautiful clear waters of Lake Birrabeen, and tasted the water while we swam. This was our final day, so we drove back to the campsite, and headed for the ferry that was to take us back over to Hervey Bay. several people had booked a place at the YHA, so I decided to stay there as well, to hang out with people more! Once we got there, I stayed in a room with the Swedish girls, and we all ate and played games in the evening. The hostel was quite nice, but it wasn’t nearby to anything, so if the people hadn’t been there, I definitely would have wanted to stay elsewhere.

The next day, Dan, a swedish guy, and I went to wait in front of the hostel where several of the others were going on whale watching tours. Unfortunately we tried booking the previous day, and couldn’t find anything available, so we were hoping to join one of the other tours if they had space. Luckily, there was space on one, and we were shuttled to the marina to go for our whale watching excursion. The boat was quite big, and we headed toward the northern edge of Fraser island following any pods of whales that were spotted by the captain or passengers. Since most were mothers and calves, I was wondering if we’d actually see much, but then one group just played and played in front of us. The sun was warm and bright and the breeze was almost chilling, but the sights of seeing these huge mammals pop up at out of water to play or look at us was fascinating. The bottoms of the whales were complete white, and we’re told that they are only found in the southern hemisphere. It was very cool.

After our tour, we headed back to the hostel, and I hung out with the dutch girls by the pool. We thought it’d be fun to have a barbecue or pizza for the night, and we opted to have a pizza delivered. While waiting for the pizza, we began playing Jenga, and I became a star. Apparently, I had a unique gift for being the last person to find a possible turn, and it ended up with me removing the two legs of the entire structure, simultaneously (like a magic trick), where the structure stayed in tact, yet two feet were removed. Everyone was clapping and going crazy when they saw this, and believe it or not, I did it two more times, once on video! (I will hopefully get the video soon so I can prove it!)

I also bought a ticket to ride Greyhound down to Noosa the next morning with two girls from Israel. It will be an early morning, but this will have us on the beach by 10:30am tomorrow!

Cool Dingo Tour of Fraser Island Day II

This morning after breakfast, we headed on the bus all the way to the Champagne Pools at the top of the island. To get there, the ride was quite bumpy and a few people were getting car sick. Thankfully, the ride was over and we were able to enjoy the beautiful water of the ocean crashing into the coast causing champagne like bubbles everywhere. We spent a while there taking pictures of the beautiful area surrounding us, marveling at the colored sands, and masses of sand in the distance. We then headed back down the ‘Sand Highway’ which runs along the coast of the eastern side. We must have been clearning 90km because we flew past the other cars on the ‘highway’ — even though it’s just a beach. He was racing to beat the tide and make sure we were able to get back down to the bottom of the island before high tide.

Along our way, we passed a little prop jet that was offering flights to see the island from above…so guess who went on board! Me and 5 others got off the bus and headed for this tiny plane that took off from the beach. I’ve never been in a plane that small, and it was incredible to feel how light we were in the air. Looking down at the trees, beaches, ocean really was spectacular. We circled around the lakes we had previously visited, and more lakes to come. After just 15 minutes, we touched back down and met the bus back to head for the amazing shipwreck of Maheno.

Once at the site, it was quite amazing to hear the details of this one ‘titanic like’ ship that was going to be one of the best passenger ships of its time.

Built in 1905 as a luxury passenger steam ship, the 400-foot vessel was one of the gems of the merchant marine.

She held the Sydney to Wellington speed record, and would power through the waves at a ripping 16 knots.

After 9 years of panache and service to the upper crust from both sides of the Tasman, she was refitted and was enlisted in the Navy as a hospital ship for service in the First World War.

The amount of human tragedy she would have seen is those war-torn years is staggering.

Some 25,000 sick, wounded and dying soldiers were valiantly transported and cared for as she traversed the English Channel over the five years of her military service.

After the war, she was returned to her former glory as a luxury liner, and made six New Zealand to England voyages. But the advent of internal combustion engines, ironically improved by the war, lead to her demise as newer, faster and cleaner vessels took to the high seas, leaving the Maheno in their wake.

Out dated, and out classed, she was decommissioned in 1935, and sold to a Japanese firm for scrap.

It was on that final voyage that things went wrong, and she found her way to Fraser Island, as local ranger Allan Dyball explains.

“En route to Japan, in cyclonic conditions her tow rope broke and she came to grief on the eastern beach of Fraser Island. That was back in 1935,” said Ranger Dyball.

The rustic colors made for some great photography. After the shipwreck, we headed for Indian head, a lookout over the amazing sealife playground. Fraser Island is known for it’s variety of sealife, and whales often play in these waters as they migrate back South. Mainly they bump into the island from the irregular currents (Global warming at its finest!) that cause a funnel like motion that sends them closer and a little off their normal direction, but they find it a fun detour in the warm waters of Hervey Bay.

We had lunch and then headed for the top of Indian Head to take a lookout of what was playing below. From the lookout we saw whales, sharks feeding, fish, sea turtles, stingrays, dolphins, and clear blue water. Whales went to and fro and played for all the onlookers. It was quite an amazing and moving sight to behold.

After Indian head, we headed for Eli Creek, one of the outflows of freshwater to th ocean. Here you can hop in the water (COLD) and flow out to the end where a small ‘creek like’ beach was.

We then headed back from our exciting day to the pools, hot tubs, and dinner at the lodge. The bar there decided to do Karaoke, and one couple did ‘YMCA’. From the audience, some girl, apparently a dancer, had memorized or at least come up with an entire routine to the song, which was comically hilarious to watch. Not missing a beat, she completed the entire song filled with hands, hips, legs, and pointed toe at all the right spots to make the Karaoke night quite enjoyable.

Cool Dingo Tour of Fraser Island

This morning I got up to head for my pick up early at 7:40am. Out at the bus stop were 2 Canadians, Claire and Christina who were also doing the Dingo Tour. We got on the bus as we picked more people up around the various hostels in the area. We then got to the Ferry Terminal where we paid our fares and headed to Fraser Island. The ride over was nice, the water deep blue, and perfect weather. Once we got off the ferry, we were gathered together to meet our group. There were about 36 of us all together, and I was really surprised because when they said 4WD on the brochure, I imagined the Land Rover type thing, but this was a bigger bus type thing. We got on, and our first drive up the hill was an amazing climb with bumps that threw people out of their seats. I couldn’t believe the power this bus had! We started our tour by driving to Basin Lake. Incredible Water, blue and as pristine as you could ever imagine. The sand as white and easily seen from the water. It was amazing. The ph balance is quite acidic and very good for the hair and skin… We did other hikes throughout the rain forest and walked in the Wanggoolba creek with the freshest water—so fresh you could drink from it–and we did! Huge trees towering above us shaded the entire area while the sun shined brightly above the canopy. Trunks like Sequoyahs were everywhere. The island is completely made from sand, and huge dunes taller than 100m rose like mountains throughout the scape.

We had a great picnic of sandwiches and cookies, words just can’t describe how pure everything seemed. We were so far removed from anything urban, I mean drinking from creek water and lake water! Our guide Patrick continuously made us smile with various sarcastic jokes about things on the island. We then headed to Lake McKenzie for a dip in yet more beautiful pristine waters. That evening we made it back to our lodge and had dinner with all the groups. It was cool to meet all the various people from so many different countries. We then ended the night just getting some rest, and getting ready for our next day.

Arrival at Hervey Bay

After my quick flight up the coast from Sydney to Hervey Bay, I headed for my hostel that I booked called the Palace. Once I arrived, it was a very cool layout for a hostel. It was these condominium looking buildings that when you opened the front door, it was a regular living room, kitchen and such. Then each ‘bedroom’ had bunks of 4 – 6 in them. It was quite good. My room had two Norwegian girls and an English guy in it. After checkin, I headed to the beach to enjoy the sun and get some lunch. I had a great chicken wrap with hummous, and a frappe with fresh mango and other fruits. I sat out on the patio looking at the ocean and enjoyed watching the various people try riding the banana boat being zipped back and forth behind jetskis. After lunch, I walked to the beach, hooked up my ipod and relaxed in the warm sun. The water was cool, and there was a light breeze which made lying in the sun very enjoyable. I then decided to take a break and head into the shade for some fudge…as you do. I walked along the esplanade and headed back to the hostel to see if I could find anyone fun for dinner. I came back into my ‘condo’ and met some other people who were staying in the other rooms. Most of them were doing their own cooking and such, so I headed down and treated myself to some fresh sushi from the bay :)

After dinner, I came back to the hostel, and enjoyed having a party of sorts with the other roommates up until midnight. Most of us were doing various tours of Fraser Island the next morning, so no one wanted to stay up too late. Exciting!

Happy Birthday Allan!

Off to Fraser Island!

Tomorrow morning, I head off to the airport for Hervey Bay, the jump off point for my tour of Fraser Island. Fraser Island is located on the east coast and is the world’s largest sand island. It should be great fun! After I am on the island for the tour for 3 days, I’ll mosey down the coast for the various beaches along the Sunshine Coast. Stay tuned for adventures!

The Gorge and Journey back to Hobart

In the morning I decided to go visit the gorge that people were speaking about. I did some small hikes along the pathways of the gorge, saw another wallaby!, and found the scenery ok. Definitely not the top of the list of memorable scenes from Tassie, but nonetheless, another nice area to do some hiking. I then went around town for a little more, and stopped for a great lunch at a cafe. Parking meters were so cheap! $.80 for 1 hour! That’s about 4x less than Sydney! I wanted to make sure that I got back to the airport down in Hobart in time for my flight at 7, so I headed out of Launceston at about 2pm. Along my journey down the Heritage Highway, I stopped in some areas such as Oatlands, just small colonial towns with some interesting houses. I then heard on the radio that the Australian icon, Steve Irwin had been killed :( As odd as it was, it seemed quite devastating. I guess being in Australia, and getting to know him as such an icon, I felt quite sad to hear the news. By the time I made it to the airport, I was 3 hours early, and hoping there was another flight I could take. However, to no avail. When I turned my car back into Avis, they told me that Steve’s wife was in Tasmania at the moment, driving an Avis car, and doing a hike on Cradle Mountain. I only hoped she wouldn’t hear the news on the radio. I then settled in and did some of my research for school while watching the MTV awards. The flight was delayed a little bit, but still made it home at 10pm. All in all, this adventure proved to be a very good time for reflection on my time in Australia in the South Pacific, and as the slogan says, I went and ‘Rejuvinated Myself’.

Bay of Fires

I awoke early in the morning to go to the Laudromat slash cafe for breakfast. Had a good breakfast and headed for the Bay of Fires to do another small walk along the beach. The big boulders here had red lichen on them that made them look like they were on fire. That coupled with beautiful blue green waters made for such a beautiful bay. After walking along the beach, I then headed towards Launceston, to spend my last night in Tasmania. Along the way I stopped for lunch in a tiny town called Derby that was made famous for derby racing in early years. After derby, drove through smaller towns until hitting Launceston. Launceston is the other major city in Tasmania, and by major, I mean, it has retail shops and street lights. I found my hostel, and walked around exploring the town. Since it was Sunday, most everything was closed.

That evening, I headed to Irish Murphey’s, a bar pub with apparently good food. I had a great grill mix full of chicken, steak, grilled vegetables, etc. After dinner I got a chocolate/coffee milkshake. I then went back to the hostel and watched TV with some other people. One was an american girl doing her masters in journalism down in Hobart, and the other was a guy from Melbourne who was moving to Tasmania.

Drive to Coles Bay

I woke up early in the morning and got a danish to then head out for my hike. I arrived at the National Park of Freycinet, and to my surprise, I was one of two cars in the parking lot. It was a beautiful sunny day, with hardly any clouds in the sky, and I was so surprised that more people weren’t here enjoying this park. I then started on my hike through Mt. Amos and found myself at the peak after about an hour. Looking out over into the distance and down towards Wineglass Bay, complete isolation and purity, the sun brightly shining over the bluest water and the whitest beach. It was breathtaking, and really, I was out of breath too from having hiked up the mountain. :)

I then started my descent where finally I ran into another group of people hiking. Passed them and then continued down to the beach. The water looked so great I just wanted to jump in, but it was icy cold. I sat on the beach and had an energy bar while taking in the magnificent views. I then started my hike around through the forest towards the Hazards, another beach on the western side of the peninsula. While walking through the forest, I heard a huge thump thump thump, and finally saw a wallaby cross my path! It was amazing how gracefully it jumped, so I tried to get closer. He kept a good eye on me, and still looked for food. However when I came too close, he hopped off through the branches and trees like some graceful machine. I then continued along and started hiking more uphill. After about the 3 hour mark, I was getting a little over the hike. Mainly because I had seen a sign, and it said 1/2 hour later, but apparently someone must have crossed out a 1 in front of that. Then I kept wondering had I missed a turn somewhere since I never saw another soul on the path. So I just enjoyed the scenery and hoped that I hadn’t made the turn for the 8 hour hike :)

After I completed the hike, I towelled off and headed for Bicheno, a little beach side town. After arriving I found a place for lunch, and had a great chicken wrap. It was so great–food has been excellent here! (Despite the fried bucket of fish). I then went to the blowhole and took some pictures there. After a little walk, I continued back to my car and headed for St. Helens where I was to spend the night. Driving has been great fun, mainly because I’ll see something interesting, pull over, and get to look more. Little churches, graveyards, random beat up bridges, etc. Things I did not stop for were all the road kill. I’ve never seen so many of our furry friends beat to a pulp on the side of the road :( The sad thing is it’s all the little wallabies and wombats, even some foxes.

Half way to St. Helens, I saw a turn off for the Elephant Pass. So I decided to follow that and see where it took me. I ended up at the top of this mountain, at the Elephant Pancake house. It was this really funny house in the middle of no where, that served great pancakes. As I had just eaten lunch, I opted not to pound in another pancake, but rather just take a peek inside into the offerings. It was so fragrant there with the smells of berries, daffodils, and fresh wood. After the descent from Elephant Pass, I arrived at St. Helens. I went into the tourist info place to check and see the backpackers, and he gave me the address. I went by but couldn’t find it. I kept driving around in circles trying to find it, and finally stopped at a hotel, and they told me it was just across the way. Finally I see this tiny house with an itty bitty sign for YHA in the window. There was another car in the driveway so I felt confident that they would be open. The sign said they’d arrive at 5:00.

Marika and her husband Nick own this hostel now, and they’re a young couple in their early 30’s I’d say. I had a great time chatting with her, and my other fellow hostellers, two 70+yo old women from Adelaide. I then headed out for a dinner, as there’s actually a theater in town! Had a pizza, and headed to the theater for a show. I was the only one in the audience of course. As lonely as it may seem, it’s actually quite nice. Especially in the hostels!

After the movie I headed back to the hostel and got to bed. The night got quite cold, and for some reason, I couldn’t get warm enough. I had a heater on, and kept stacking up blankets on top of me. I had a total of 4 and still seemed to not sleep due to coldness. Quite bizarre.

Drive to Port Arthur

This morning I got up really early to head out for my drive to Port Arthur. I wanted to look at the Cascade Brewery because I had seen pictures of the building’s facade and thought it looked really interesting. So I headed to a bakery near Raf’s house, and had a great danish. Rain started to sprinkle a little bit on my drive down, but cleared up as I entered the gardens. It was ok, not as impressive as I thought it would be, but good enough to make me glad I stopped there on my way out of town! The drive to Port Arthur was beautiful. The roads wind through pastures filled with sheep, so I often honked my horn to watch them all run away :)

Port Arthur was made really famous for the Tasmanian massacre that happened 10 years ago when a boy came to the park and opened fire in the cafe and grounds. Today it is still the biggest single manned massacre in history. He’s now in solitary confinement in Hobart. Once I arrived at Port Arthur, I headed for a boat tour that left to talk about the Convict settlement that used prison labor to build ships and such. Very interesting to hear about the stories. I then went to the cafe (yes, the same cafe of the shootings) to have lunch, and in walked 3 guys from the Cadbury Tour. Funny how tourist always follow the same trails! Anyhow, our tour guide was this crazy Kiwi with purple hair who told us the more stories about the convict labor in Port Arthur.

After the tour, I stayed around the grounds to do some photos of some of the amazing buildings that had been left behind. I then started my drive on up to Coles Bay, a 3-hour drive up the north coast of Tasmania. I wanted to make sure I arrived there so I could start my day hiking the next morning. Along the drive up the coast, I pulled over to see some of the little towns that speckle the country side. I really feel like I’m at the edge of the world down here. It seems like stepping back in time, how people own these little stores, and everyone in town knows everyone else. It’s quaint, but at the same time, confining.

Once I arrived at Coles Bay, I found my way to the YHA hostel and checked in. I was the only person at that time, so I put my stuff up and headed to walk around the ‘town’. I should add ship to that, because after one block, the township was done. I got dinner at the local fish shop, which seems daisy chained from two other shops next door. The bakery said closed, but see us next door, which the takeaway shop said closed, but see us next door, where you ended up at the grocer, who seems to own all 3 and opens them accordingly. So I ordered my fish basket, and had a greasy fried fresh fish dinner. After feeling like I myself was dripping, I wandered down to the beach to take a look at the bay. I was excited about my hike the next day.

That evening, I headed to the restaurant/bar to do some of my gasp! homework, and had a dessert. I sat back in the corner and was getting some good reading done when 3 20-somethings came in and sat down at the booth in front of me. When you’re in a foreign country, and you hear the word American, your ears perk up. And the girl who was talking kept saying American, so I kept looking up at her. As I eavesdropped in, it was a conversation about how terrible being around Americans was, and how stupid Americans are, and how ignorant Americans are. I had this weird bubbling feeling inside that was making me irritated and I kept looking at her thinking, do you not think that I could be American?? So I gathered my papers together, got up and looked at her as I walked by her table, and said, “You know, not all Americans are that bad”. I felt good that I said something, in as strong an american accent as I could do (since apparently it’s faded a tad). I then went back to the hostel and a Jewish family had checked in. Not only where they celebrating shabbas, but they had 3 kids that seemed to use 9 ft voices instead of the deemed 3 in. voices by primary school teachers. I watched TV for a bit and then planned out my hike for the next morning.