After my major rant/whine about the rain last week, I started to feel like maybe I was over reacting. I’m a sunny person in generaly and I don’t like to complain or dwell on failures- I prefer to find the happier way to look at things. In this case the happier way is a steely determinism to not let the rain spoil my trip to Australia*- no matter what.
When it came time to book a trip to Fraser Island a UNESCO World Heritage site and the largest sand island in the world, I refused to let the rain compromise my plans. I wasn’t relishing the idea of spending a swampy day on an island with no means of escape, but I clenched my teeth, handed over my credit card and booked a tour. I wanted to see a dingo damnit.
Given the strange ways the universe works, it should have been no surprise that I woke up to a bright blue and sunny sky. Of course given my luck most of that blue sky dissolved into cloud by the time I boarded the boat. Still, there was a lot on Fraser Island to make it worth my while:
Fraser Island is essentially a really big pile of sand. What makes it unique is that on that big pile of sand grows an immense amount of plant and animal life. From rainforests to sand dunes, the place has it all.
Fraser’s most famous residents are the dingos- wild australian dogs. This is the only place in Australia where dingos are still considered dangerous. There are about 150 of them, but unfortunatly (or maybe fortunately- I lose all self control around a cute puppy)I didn’t get to see any.
Mainly I just saw a lot of sand. The east side of Fraser Island is 75 mile beach which also acts as a highway for the 4WD vehicles that dominate the island.
The most interesting part of the beach, for me anyways, was the decaying wreck of the SS Maheno. This freighter accidentally blew up on shore in 1935 and couldn’t be dislodged. It’s now about ¾ of the way buried into the sand, but what’s still visible is hauntingly stoic.
Fraser is a giant pile of sand, and the lakes on the island are essentially really big, beautiful puddles. They are replenished solely by rainwater, and their brilliant blue color comes from the purity of the sand underneath. Lake Mackenzie is the most beautiful and popular. I was psyched to go for a swim but of course as soon as I put on my bathing suit the skies opened up.
So yes, things didn’t work out exactly as I could ahve hoped. And no, I didn’t get the full Fraser experience (I still want to see a Dingo dammit!). But I’m still glad I didn’t let the rain bully me home.
*I’m currently traveling around Australia in a Chubby Camper Van with the generous help ofTravellers Auto Barn.