This post is over a week old, I just hadn’t been around to load it online. The pictures are of Fraser Island which I will write about tomorrow when I have a day long bus trip to get from Airlie Beach to Cairns.
I’m am currently on the bus heading north to Hervey Bay from Noosa. This week I am finally going on the Fraser Island four
wheel drive tour. I have six weeks of travel before I have to be back in Brissy for the Woodford Folk Festival where I am
volunteering with half of the people from the Forest. Its going to be awesome because its over New Years.
Our time spent in Marcoola was good. Spent some time at the beach, attempted to surf one evening, no good. Went kayaking in
Noosa, awesome. Went to Eumundi markets…kinda lame. Cooked some really good meals for our hosts. Oh, and went couch surfing.
Let’s see..on Monday Vera and I packed up and decided to hitch hike to Noosa. We weren’t even on the road for thirty seconds
when a car pulled over for us. He was a young guy, going to Coolum to check the surf, which was no good so he went ahead and
drove us all the way to Noosa. It is a strange feeling, standing on the side of the road with your thumb up. Hitching is my
new favorite means of transportation. When we got to Noosa we spent a few hours on the beach but its so freakin windy here
that its near impossible to enjoy the beach unless you are in the water, which is amazing. We still weren’t sure where we would
stay that night, the guy from couch surfing, Justin, said he wouldn’t know until after six whether or not we could stay with
him. So we locked up our bags and walked up the hill to the grocery store. Vera and I are pretty different. More on that later.
But, she didn’t want to walk down the hill back to the park with our groceries so she stuck out her thumb and not even a minute went
by and a guy pulled over. Erin is from cali and actually we arrived to Oz on the same day. He’s really cool. He invited us
to have a picnic with him, which was perfecet since we were on our way to do that as well. So we sat in the park and shared dinners.
We then went to have a drink at a hostel bar and met some Canadians who I may do the Whitsunday tour with. Erin even drove us
back to Peregian, about 15 k south to Justin’s house, where turns out we could couch surf.
Justin is a nice kiwi guy we stayed with. We didn’t get to spend much time getting to know him because he was working during the day
and I got the itch to travel really quick. The wind is too wild at the beach and makes it a miserable beach day so I knew that
I wouldn’t last long in the Sunshine coast, nothing to do. Brian, from Georgia, whom I met in Byron and again in Surfer’s and Brisbane,
came up to Noosa. I would like to travel with him but he istoo slow for me. I’m always a few days ahead of him. He feels obligated to
travel with people he meets. I don’t. I have no obligations to anyone and I prefer it that way. So we usually met up for dinner and
drinks when our time overlaps in a city. We hitched rides up and down the coast the whole time. Its so easy and you always get picked up
by nice people because they worry that a cook will get you, so they end up picking you up to protect you. And yes, it can be
dangerous, I understand. In fact, I took the bus which means that vera had to hitch alone, and I am alittle worried about her.
But she has pepper spray, and it really is more likely a good one will pick you up. But that isn’t the point I wanted to make..
Oh, so we had another Goon night with Brian in the park. Watched the most amazing lightening storm. Now I’m driving through the most
beautiful green rolling hills and valleys. This is so sporadic. What’s funny about the night out with Brian is that both of us
have been nicknamed Tornado. So the storm blew! And we had a good time. But now I have a creak in my neck from cramming three
people in a single bunk bed. we hitched a ride back to Peregian, packed up, and hitched back to Noosa. A nice lady who owns
a backpackers picked us up and was full of info on employment. Too bad I’ve no time for work! ;)
