Sunday When I arrived at the hotel, the manager said that all the tours to Fraser island was booked for Monday, and no seat available.
It was the plan to take the BMW over to the Island, but because of my foot I decide to take a tourbus (after that I realize that motorcycles are no longer allowed on Frasier Island)
I went to the room and got my shit sorted, got a shower, then the phone rings, that was Clemens Friend Paddy from Harvey Bay, ( Clemens called Paddy and told him about me, and my trip), Paddy would like to hear about my plans, and I told him about my Frasier tour, and we talked about some other stuff as well. He came up to the hotel and took me for a mini tour at Harvey Bay. Paddy had contacted one of his friends up here, and he found me a spot on a Frasier tour Monday, those guys have all the right connections?
Monday morning, I went on the bus, and then on the barge to Fraser … this was a very nice trip, the hole island is one big sand dune. It has a incredible big rainforest with a lot of wildlife. We drove across the rainforest to the east site o f the island, and right on the beach. It was actually as coming home ? like the Danish west coast… not the same planets, not so many Germans, and a higher speed limit, but I looks a lot like the same.
While we were eating, a guy spotted a sleeping python, right above our heads, it took a little nap under the roof…
The tour was a little Round, we visit the shipwreck, a creek, spring, valley, lake McKenzie.
Next morning I got up at 6 meet up with Paddy & his friend Grant at 7.15 an went out for a ride.
A little up the road, the road was closed due to an accident, a truck has rolled over, so we had to take a unpaved backroad with a little river crossing, (just a little one) so we hat a little adventure… Paddy is 84 years old, but he was doing fine, when we got to the bendy roads, I hat to work to hang on, he was on fire !!!
After visiting a dam, I took the road north, Paddy & Grant went back south. I visited another dam on my way, but was really tired and on my app “camper-mate” found a little pub In Lowmead where I could camp in the backyard… on the way to the pub, I saw my first alive kangaroo … I manage to brake in time ? so then to the pub, and setup camp….. and what a view.
I had some time to spend, so I was on the computer, getting things done ? I got the email from BMW Safari’s that I got a spot, so now I’m actually doing both the Cape York Telegraph track safari and some off road training prior to the event. Its going to be so AWESOME!!!!
Big thank to Clemens for helping me get in.
Next morning there was Kangoroo’s fighting on field behind my tent.. it was along distance, but my guess. It was not a cow upright boxing ?
I when further north, and after a long day driving I decided that I would treat my self with a Hotel, so I looked at the map, and there was a town “up the road” called something like Marborough, so this was the plan… I got so disappointed when I arrived to Marlborough, because there was no hotel…. But a pub where you could camp in the backyard.
No god view, but lots op people, and straight away talked to my neighbor, who was camping(living) in his Station car. His name was Peter, and we had a god talk about life over a couple of beers in the pub.
The following morning, I was looking forward to the hotel ? on the way to Airlie Beach, I visited Emu Park( it’s a town with another beach ? ). I stopped on a gas station to get some fuel, and while I was standing there at the pump, a mate (Clemens from Austria) I met at the Fraser tour, rolled in to the gas station in his littler camper van, he was on his way to Airlie Beach, but on the way he would visit a National Park “Cape Hillsborough National Park” after a little talk we decided to toggle along and go there together, this Beach was a little different, there was a lot of big stones at the beach, it was pretty cool.
We drove then together to Airlie Beach, ad we camped at X-camp right in the center of the town, he offered a Beer, and I could say no… after a “couple” we walked in to town to get dinner.
The following day, we took the campervan for a drive, and we visited the National Park “Eungella” in the park we could see the platapus ( næbdyr) and of course there was a mountain view point ?
We did see the platapus, but it was to far away for the camera.
That evening we got a few more Beers, so the following Saturday, we started out with hangovers.
Clemens went north to Townswille, and my plan was to drive away from the see and the highway to see something different. I drove to “Bowen” where I stopped for “maccas” (Mac Donalds) an in the harbor of Bowens there was a race for powerboats, so I stopped there for some time and enjoyed the loud boats.
From Bowens I head in to Collinswille and then I took the dirt track to “Burdekin Falls Dam” and then let the adventure begin !!! i 120 km on gravel roads, with a lot of river crossings, most of them was dry, but some of them was flooded, so rookie mistake number one !!!! don’t go fast when you see a water crossing made of nice plane concrete, it was too slippery, so my back end on the bike came lose, and I took the throttle off, ad then it happened, down I went in the middle of the river (almost no water, but enough to get wet), I couldn’t lift the bike back up, because its was so slippery, so I ended up unpacking the my luggage and then I could get the bike up again. After a few more kilometer of the bumpy roads, my front lights fall off, and I hat to strap them back on with zip ties. Finally I arrived at the dam just before sunset, and it was pretty amazing, both the dam, but also the nature.
It was to late to head in to town and get a hotel, so I ended up on a campsite next to the dam.