East Coast- 2

East Coast tour: Part 2

Part two begins with a bumpy and dramatic flight onto a deserted island,

quote Erin “I had my head bloody sucked out the window”, the

 pilot thought it would be fun, FUN to turn off the engine midflight

just so we could experience the feeling of zero gravity

 and I think that speaks for itself when we said we had a dramatic flight. So to sum up castaway you are flown onto an island with 11 other strangers and left to cook, fish and fend for ourselves for three days.

We spent the first day chilling in the rubber doughnuts on the beach and getting to know our fellow camp mates. Soon after dinner we decided to explore the rival camp (there was one other campsite on the island known as the 'survivors'), we were naive to think this would be a short walk, we had to trek an hour up and over the island to the other side. A few drinking 

games, a lot of goon, and a quick skinny dip later

resulted in a night that needs to be left unsaid and forgotten.

Day two on the castaway island, 10am the wanderers return after their walk of shame. We spent the day sea kayaking and fishing (which was a true disaster as the fish managed to eat the bait without getting caught on the line, sneaky buggers). Mid afternoon we became peckish, with Bear Grylls being our true inspiration we decided to go Oyster fishing which we were soon to learn tasted both salty and cucumbery. The evening was spent sat around a bonfire listening to music and toasting marshmallows.

We were lucky enough to spend 3 days with an amazing group of people,

who without them the trip wouldn’t have been nearly as memorable.

 

Our rival group

 

Next stop: Fraser Island

With a heavy heart we must announce that during this trip Erin

suffered a severe flu and so her only contribution would be from the bed

as that is where she spent most of her time.

Fraser is the largest sand island in the world where people

spend their days cruising around in 4x4s.

Unfortunately whilst we were on Fraser a storm had hit Australia

and so dimmed the beauty of the Island. Being the keen

adventurers we were Megan and Robyn decided to brave

the lake and champagne pools despite the rainy weather however

It came at a price. The pools although warm were connected to the sea, which

due to the weather was particularly rough and so waves were continuously

bashing into them, one especially powerful large wave knocked Megan over and sent

her flying over the coral laden rocks, and so when she returned to the cars

she could have easily been mistaken to have had a fight with a dingo.

Despite the bad weather the good music kept spirits high as car 1

all joined in on a group sing song session of classics such as

teenage dirt bag. On the last day the sun finally decided

to make an appearance and so swimming, beach football and faster driving

commenced.

you can tell by my face i was enjoying the weather

(I'm sorry we couldn't get this photo to be central

and after 15 minutes of trying we've lost patience and gave up)

 

We feel we should also keep you updated on our German friends.

Who would have thought once arriving back at our hostel who

would be there sitting waiting outside of our room,

you guessed it MALTE AND JAN!

As tradition we went for a few drinks, played some pool and 

ended up snuggling

in bed, it was a 'beeeaauutttiful' moment that won't ever be forgotten.

Next stop: Bryon Bay

lots of love,

Megan, Robyn and Erin

xx