I had no sorrow or difficulty leaving the Gold Coast tourist trap in southeast Queensland* – under the lurking shadow of ever threatening clouds .. this April Fools' Day. Thunderstorms were predicted for the following couple of days by the forecasters at BOM (Bureau of Meteorology) .. so nothing new then on the weather front for me in this particular region of The Lucky Country!
* The State of Queensland now completes the set. I/we have visited and spent time in every state and territory of the Australian continent.
But could I make the short 55 km [34 mi] trip – about an hour's ride – up to George Crooks' place in Beenleigh (south of Brisbane) without getting wet?
Answer: Nope!
I was welcomed by a deluge of water falling from the sky. It was all so sudden that I was caught-out across the road at the intersection from George's house, literally within a stone's throw, with an instantly fogged-up visor which made it even harder to identify where the hell I was. What were dry roads one second, turned into rivers of running water the next. I've never been hit by a downpour like it before, ever. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry when George and I finally shook hands.

I am sure we both enjoyed each others' company. Common ground and mutual interest gave us plenty to talk about. And so yet another brand new friendship is discovered and nurtured, all through the awesome power of the Internet. :-)

George, the 1977 Suzuki 750 GTS rider - is THE Champion Wonder Steak Barbecue-er of all Australia!
Goodbye .. and goodonya mate. Thanks for your hospitality. See in England one day soon, eh?
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Monday 4th
Around midday I slipped back into Brisbane and secured my lodgings, at Bowen Terrace Accommodation, in the New Farm suburb of the City.

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BRISBANE FLOODS : BEFORE AND AFTER - get the high-resolution aerial photos, taken in mid January, by clicking on this LINK. Hover over and drag your mouse pointer across each photo to view the devastation caused by the recent flooding.
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.. that go like the bloody wind. In fact, they're capable of creating their very own wind speed of 25 knots!


A clear case of: "Nothing to see here folks .. move along please."
It's business as usual in Brisbane just 2½ months after the devastation occurred..



It's late afternoon - I'm nearly back in the suburb of New Farm at this point. Thinking and planning, as ya do, on such occasions, '.. Chicken Madras - washed down with a premium beer tonight, I fancy.'
Ahh! .. ain't it great when your thoughts and plans work out. There is nothing like the feeling of a job well done. :-) A completely successful day and night out in Brissie.

SUMMARY:
Brisbane is the state capital of Queensland. Plenty of people seem to want to criticise and 'knock' the city, but I have to be honest and speak as I find and say that for a modern place it's quite beautiful, in it's own way. Under-rated, in short.
It's clean and organised and has a good atmosphere going on. Completely non-threatening. Perhaps the perfect-sized city; not too big, nor too small; with a population in and around the metropolitan area of approximate 2 million.
If I was ever to live along the east coast of Oz [very unlikely, of course], and if I was a city dweller, which I'm not, then I could do far worse than settle in Brisbane, Australia’s third-largest city.
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Tuesday 5th
But first to the other side of the world and my home town in particular .. and a picture taken during June 2009:

We first met the globe-trotting aussie couple - Peter and Kay Forwood - at the Horizons Unlimited Meeting in Christchurch in the south island of NZ back in late February of 2009. You can follow their amazing travels by clicking on this link. Well, Peter & Kay accepted our offer of hospitality and stayed with us for three nights during mid-June of that same year. Here we are all together again in Newquay, Cornwall (my home town).
And now the time has arrived for me to take-up the reciprocal offer to stopover with them here in their native land.
And now the time has arrived for me to take-up the reciprocal offer to stopover with them here in their native land.
For the record, Peter & Kay are self-proclaimed 'late flowering hippies' .. and with this, plus their totally unconventional approach to life in mind, I'm thinking that I could be in for an interesting couple of days and nights at their new home up in the Queensland hinterland.



Solar panels generate all their electricity needs; their water comes from the creek that trickles pass the Camp. Let me show you around a bit more:-






Here's the video - guided tour

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Wednesday 6th
When you go to bed at 8:45pm; get an alarm call at 05:30am by a family of laughing Kookaburra birds (terrestrial kingfishers native to Australia and New Guinea), then it's not too difficult to be up and about by 06:15am.
06:30am and we're off up through the valley ..


What on earth is living within the undergrowth here, I kept asking myself? Remembering that, in Australia, if it bites you .. then you're probably going to die!
Peter reassuringly shouts across to me at this stage, "Hey Keith, if you see any snakes, then let us know .. as we like to catalogue which species are living around here. Don't think you'll get bitten by any though, as most of 'em are likely to be constrictors."
Methinks: 'Well thank goodness - death caused by strangulation, rather than venom .. what a relief!'



What plants are too big to be dragged out the earth and hung-up to wither and die .. are lopped off with bolt cutters close the ground and the roots then poisoned.

For any Devonians reading this - please note that the cream is going on top of the jam .. OKAY! But hey, this is Australia .. where everything is upside down, right?! .. ;-)


That evening the wide-screen computer is hooked-up to the stereo speakers .. enabling the three of us to view just about whatever we want from P&K's huge selection of movies and TV programmes (I'm talking thousands of 'em) on their 1,000 Gb (1TB) External Hard Drive.
.. all watched with a few more sips of wine, of course.
Collage: of my extraordinary memories 'on the block' during the late summer period of 2011.

Staying with Peter & Kay has been one of the highlights of my trip around Oz so far. The constant all-embracing sensation of the forest always around, day and night. The continuous sound of wildlife, the babbling creek below .. the smell of raw nature .. stuff I've never experienced properly before. All in great company ...
.. and the living is easy.
"I'm Not a Celebrity .. Don't Get Me Out of Here!"
Sounds like the title and makings of a really good TV reality series? It could catch-on.
Everyone should give it a go. Not to be missed.
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Thursday 7th - and Friday 8th
Bribie Island - north of Brisbane - the start of the Sunshine Coast.
Time to meet Cheryl and David Laing, who are also globetrotters extraordinaire .. kindly and thoughtfully introduced to me by their former Newcastle-based neighbours, David & Lona who, as you know, looked-out for me so well during my time down in NSW.
During the early-mid Naughties, Cheryl & David motorcycled overland - not once, but twice - broadly along the same route that I have in mind. Needless to say, I was very keen to meet them and hear all about their fascinating journeys.
What is even more remarkable to me is that Cheryl undertook her first trip with very limited motorcycling experience, and in her 50s. In fact, she hadn't long passed her motorcycle proficiency test before setting off on their first RTW trip.
AND they rode Honda Shadows, which for those unfamiliar with the family of two-wheeled machines, are very low-slung cruiser bikes that have little ground clearance.
Now I know, for sure, that you can circumnavigate the globe on any type of motorcycle:
- The Forwoods do it all the time on a Harley Davidson Electraglide Classic - basically a tank
- Nathan Millward - a young Yorkshireman, who I met last September - did it on a little 110 cc step-through aussie 'postie bike' - basically just a moped; and
- Cheryl & David did it (twice) on a pair of laid-back cruisers.
I should be in no doubt, therefore, that my Honda 650 cc V-twin is more than capable of doing the same job .. after all, this is exactly what it's designed and built to do.
Cheryl, David and I spent several hours together all told, as she/they fed me with all sorts of incredibly valuable information. What to do, where to stay, what attitude to adopt, especially around Second and Third World countries. It rained, sometimes hard, quite regularly throughout my two-day stopover with them in Banksia Beach, Bribie Island. For once I was pleased to see it pour down, as this meant we could spend more time together inside .. and in conversation.
Now Cheryl & David, in their early and mid sixties, content themselves with home crafts and exotic bird breeding, respectively. I enjoyed seeing David enthusiastically explain what his birds are all about, as we wandered around his aviary between the downpours.
Who knows, maybe a third trip is waiting in the wings for them in the future? The Shadows are still there in the garage, awaiting the call .. and the Laings didn't dismiss the possibility.
And the bonus, Cheryl, just like Ellen & I, is a BIG fan of the soap opera, Coronation Street .. :-)

And all of a sudden I have one of those 'Weatherfield Moments':
– "You think more of them flippin' pigeons Jack Duckworth, than owt else.. "
– "Flaming Nora! .. can't a fella gerra bit a peace 'round here ..."
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Thanks for the respite and valuable information Cheryl and David - and for making me feel part of the family.
Ta-ra chucks
;-)
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Saturday 9th
My laundry fully up-to-date, despite the ever-present periodic downpours .. I leave the Laing household and head-up north along The Sunshine Coast
First stop ..
.. and why not?!
I'll bet it's idyllic in nice weather.
Mooloolaba Beach, just up the road from the Dicky one



And this picture, of the sky and weather clouds in particular, seems to sum-up my experience of The Sunshine Coast .. which for me, at the time I visited the region - much like its southerly neighbour, 'The Gold Coast' - should be renamed 'The Could-P!ss-Down-At-Any-Moment Coast' .. !!
Not to worry, as I still had a great time in the regions despite the inclement conditions.
I make my way further north to Noosa Heads for the night. Noosa, proclaimed as being in the heart of the sun, surf, fashion and café culture.
Better go take a look, eh?
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Looks great down the beach ..
.. until you look out to sea - and notice that a nasty squall is threatening to move inshore.


[Am I starting to sound like a whingeing pom?]
Breakfast at Aroma's on Hastings Street, Noosa Heads .. with it's European-style seating where all chairs face the sidewalk. Quite chic and a little bit funky.

If you're into the caffè latte scene or want to sip a glass of overpriced wine and watch the world go by, or want them to watch you - then Aroma's is the place to be.


Ho-hum .. ;-(
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But we must move on northwards - to Rainbow Beach.


Debbie, my outstanding landlady at Rainbow Beach, as dusk starts to fall, takes me in her ute to the Sand Dune area of the town ..
I have to walk the last 500 metres or so through forest.
Panorama - click on the picture for full view


Looking out to sea - it's quite a sight. The squalls are staying offshore, thank goodness.
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Monday 11th
FRASER ISLAND - Great Sandy National Park
Background:
The list of superlatives for Fraser Island is long. Here are just a few:
- Discovered by Captain James Cook in 1770
- The Aboriginal name for the island was K'gari which means 'Paradise'
- Re-named after Eliza Fraser who was shipwrecked there in 1836
- The largest sand island in the world, stretching 123 km long and covering an area of 166,038ha.
- World Heritage Listed in December 1992.
- Sits on a huge reservoir of fresh water.
- Has over 40 freshwater lakes and is home to half of the known 'perched' lakes in the world.
- The sand on the Island contains no significant nutrients, yet Fraser is composed almost entirely of vegetation covered sand and boasts towering rainforests at elevations of over 200 metres high.

And before we had even left the mainland, just before reaching the ferry at Inskip Point, our 14-seater purpose built 4x4 bus breaks down. BUGGER!
The fuel filter is p!ssing out diesel at a rate of knots, which prompted Ian, our driver/courier/chef/fixer throughout the 2-day excursion, to call for back-up .. like a mechanic, with the right spare part and tools for the job in hand.

Hip Hip Hip Hooray - The sun has got his hat on - and [I think] he's coming out to play!
However, the problem is temporarily fixed ..
.. and despite the delay of around 90 mins we embark the ferry (called a 'barge' at Inskip Point) and make the short (circa 1 - 1½ km) 10-minute crossing to the southern point of Fraser.
There's a lot of very serious 4x4-ing happening over on Fraser Island - I'm glad I decided to leave the bike on the mainland!
As we travel northwards at the waters edge up Seventy-Five Mile Beach on the eastern seaboard of the Island alonside an endless line of breakers rolling-in from the Pacific.



As we travel northwards at the waters edge up Seventy-Five Mile Beach on the eastern seaboard of the Island alonside an endless line of breakers rolling-in from the Pacific.
Soon a dark object began to emerge from the salt-haze ..
- the wreck of the Edwardian ship "S.S. Maheno", lying half-buried between ocean and beach. Once a proud passenger liner, now little remains but a rusting skeleton since it was washed ashore nearly 76 years ago in July 1935.

A salutary lesson of the 'permanence' of man-made objects.
A 1935 photo of the beached "Maheno"
Further up the coastline we stop at Indian Head, which is the most easterly point on Fraser, rising 60 metres [195 ft] from the sea. Here are my travelling companions .. doing a spot of whale watching.
Looking back down 75-Mile Beach from the same spot (to where we came here from).








Factoids:
- The dingo population on Fraser is regarded as the purest strain of dingo remaining in eastern Australia.
- There are no domestic dogs allowed onto the Island, for fear a cross-breeding with Fraser's pure-bred dingos.
- Fraser Dingos were once used by Aborigines to flush out game.

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Evening:

From all across Europe. They're a good crowd of young folks though - and we all get on well. My sometimes juvenile approach to life does bring its advantages from time-to-time!
Time for bed, for an old timer!
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Tuesday 12th
Morning
From Central Station we all take a 45-minute hike along Wanggoolba Creek in the middle of Fraser's rainforest. The climb up out of the valley towards the end of this brief expedition nearly brought on a heart attack for me. BUT I was determined not to show my age .. so I kept going.
[I think I got away with it!]
Critters along the way
Fraser Island is home to 79 species of reptiles, including 19 kinds of snake. Here's quite a common one - called a Sand goanna (or the Sand monitor). It was nearby our lunchtime venue. This is the second one that I encountered close up. I've since read that these reach an average length of 140 cm (4.6 ft) and can weigh as much as 6 kg (13 lbs).
Final activity of the day, a freshwater swim at Lake McKenzie. The shoreline here is considered by some to rank amongst the world's top ten beaches.



The McKenzie sand has distinct cleansing properties .. and we are encouraged to massage handfulls of the stuff into our 'partners' skin.
Well, young Rachel (in her late 20s) and I were the only two on the tour sans 'partner'.
It's my Lucky Day!
And it probably happened a long time ago actually .. :-(
Thanks for being such a great sport Rachel. You're quite a gal! Have a safe trip back to Nottinghamshire, England (via Africa).

We're all going back with a fresh batch of mozzie bites to scratch and sooth ..
'.. someone please pass me the calamine lotion and anti-histamines!'
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Wednesday 13th
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Wednesday 13th
With now nearly 6,000 km [3,730 mi] completed, I figured that I was not far off the halfway point of this second leg around Oz - and as I had some spare time on my hands ..

.. I carry out a engine oil and filter change.

.. I carry out a engine oil and filter change.
That's a good feature of dual-sport motorcycles like Transalps; because they sit so high off the ground, when it comes to lube changes, you can slide an ordinary domestic plastic bucket under the crankcase .. with room to spare, which makes the whole job quite simple .. wherever you are. Even here at Debbie's Place - probably one of the finest Guest Houses I stayed at throughout my entire time down under.
Thanks for all your help and support Debbie (and for magically dealing with my laundry) .. you're just too kind for words.
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Next stop: Hervey Bay
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Stayed tuned. The following post will include Ellen alongside - 'The Return .. of the Granny - Part Deux'
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