Just returned from three days on Fraser Island, which is not dissimilar to a sand pit for large children. It's existence justifies every four-wheel-drive in Eastern Australia. It's 130k long and 20 wide and (geek-fact) is the largest sand island in the world. There is only sand, sand and a lot more sand.
Our transport was solidly British, a roofless, long-wheel based Land Rover Defender, it was unique, as nearly everyone else on the island was in air-conditioned, leather-upholstered SUV luxury. We felt smug, we were more than just tourists, we were tourists with bad suspension, we were more authentic.
We shared the war-horse with two other couples, one from Sweden, the other from Israel. Needless to say, they were fine company, although we did feel a little aged, we had a decade on both of them (although Lars if you're reading this you look older - must be the good driving, not to mention the hair-loss ;-))
Other than the sand, we loved the beach driving, forests and lakes. The forests were so varied and if we came back we'd definitely do some walking.
Thanks due to Justin R., a long time ago you told me Fraser island was good and you were right, proof there's a first time for everything.
We're off to wash the sand out of our hair.
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