Magical

Saturday, 10 July, 2004 by Donna V. Whitmore

We got up early to set off for Fraser Island, the largest sand island in the world. On the whole of Fraser, there is absolutely no rock except at Arrowhead. We took two vehicles and crossed the bay on a ferry. Once on Fraser Island, the drivers of the vehicles got out and let air out of all the tires to assist in traversing the soft, deep sandy tracks. Our trip took us from east to west, south to north to the Aboriginal community there.

The ocean is beautiful, the forests lush with loads of birds singing lovely songs. Lake McKenzie is breathtaking! The blue of the water is very light at the shore and progresses to a very deep color in the middle and is surrounded by white sand so fine it would be perfect for an hour glass.

"Camp" at the Aboriginal community is an open-air style, octagonal building with a floor and screens and came complete with "Narowe," the pregnant Dingo! She hung with us most of the evening.

The weather was warmer than on the mainland. A light mist fell AM and PM, but not enough to get us wet - just refreshed! Our guides from the mainland, Chris and Malcolm, are swell guys; at the camp we met Auntie Pauline, who showed us her house, yard and animals and gave us loaves of Damper bread she had baked for us.

Later, we toured the community and the buildings and then fixed dinner. Chris, Malcolm and Auntie Pauline joined us for dinner and we spent the rest of the evening sitting around the campfire visiting with our hosts and hostess.

Word for the day: MAGICAL