AUSTRALIA EAST COAST

AUSTRALIA EAST COAST

AUSTRALIA EAST COAST

AUSTRALIA EAST COAST

AUSTRALIA EAST COAST

AUSTRALIA EAST COAST

AUSTRALIA EAST COAST

AUSTRALIA EAST COAST

AUSTRALIA EAST COAST

AUSTRALIA EAST COAST

Not my first but almost (contacts having a surfboard ).
On 26th of Feb, in the end the hassle getting my visa, I finally caused it to be to Australia. Landed in Brisbane, quite late through the night. It took lower than 30 seconds to pass the immigration (I‘d been expecting to reach through all of the questioning again ) and my luggage didn’t get checked (probably because I said NO to everything…although I had spices inside my bag and my hiking shoes were quite muddy ). Andrew (our host from CouchSurfing ) and my friend Pesho came to pick me up in the airport so we went straight towards the house and bed. Although we stayed awake for a good length of time, as we‘d to catch up to the 3 weeks Pesho spent in Oz and I‘d been in NZ. I missed my flight to Cairns due to my Australian visa so Pesho was 3 weeks before me, he did the stretch between Cairns and Brisbane which I missed. Which means I didn’t be able to arrive at scuba dive in the Great Barrier Reef : (.
Stayed 2 days in Brisbane, spent some time wandering with the streets and also the river – the ferry functions just such as the buses in other cities and it is pretty nice. Experienced a dinner and drinks with Pe&Andrew and the Chilean friend Marcelo, who had been just learning how you can swim (in the age of 35 ) with the thought of doing a triathlon in 2 months (bet 400 $ on wining against his friends ). Then we headed north.

 

Brisbane

Pesho rying to obtain a ride
Fraser island (300 km north of Brisbane ) – the biggest sand island in the planet.

The plan ended up being to hitchhike to Hervey Bay so we made it happen but I wouldn’t say it went smooth. Hitchhiking Isn‘t that popular in Australia anymore, after a couple of murders upon the road (they even designed a film about this ), drivers don’t dare grab hitchhikers and likewise not that a lot of travelers try their luck this way. We caused it to be though, pretty late however we caused it to be. We designed a bet about what colour the cars that will pick us up could be and I won : white. 4 white ones against 2 silver ones that was Pesho´s guess. It was eventually getting dark and We‘re already attempting to find a spot to camp each time a white car stopped and also the driver was nice enough to bring us to Harvey bay, albeit he wasn’t going that far. Slept inside a nice hostel and each morning got up early to bring the ferry to Fraser island. Hitch hiked towards the ferry (the taxi costs 60$ for 14km ! in case you don’t pay for any tour ), a pleasant old English guy picked us up and took us all of the method to the ferry, albeit he wasn’t going there. Again. With all the folks upon the ferry, We‘re the only real ones planning to steer over the island, other consumers was on the tour or had rented a 4WD. The plan was to carry out section of the island´s Great walk (90km ). Afterward we realized it was eventually far too ambitious to do it right in April. But still amazing : ) !

The 4WD getting from the ferry
From Kingfisher Bay we walked to Lake Mackenzi, relaxed in the beach, camped there by ourselves, there have been only 2 French girls sleeping with their van. Felt a little creepy with the noises and dingos around.
Centrals station, Lake Birrabeen where we stopped for some beach time. Batteries recharged, we quickly walked all around the fringe of Lake Birrabeen and past the dry reedy swamp of Barga Lagoon. At its southern end the swamp merged straight into the waters of Lake Benaroon – at last, our stop to the night ! Benaroon, trees gradually became taller and vegetation denser and soon we found ourselves once again inside the lush rainforest but couldn’t find the way in which out and it was eventually getting dark and scary. Covered in scratches and mud we went to the camp site at lake Benaroon and spent the night there (on our own again ). I promised myself that I might complain how irresponsible they‘re, not marking the route – it was eventually impossible to locate the trail. Next day we went to the most road I continued to lake Boomanjin. Luckily an English couple we found there, gave us a ride to Dili village.

A dingo checking the girls bag
The trail towards the camp site (Lake Benaroon )
Once in Dili village (13 km ), we made a decision to leave albeit we‘d another day left upon the island (you choose permits before u arrive at the island ) after which to Manta Ray ferry. A truck driver took us to Rainbow beach (we didn’t even pay to the ferry ) so when he was close to drop us off in the backpackers hostel, he said “You really know what, We‘ve an extra room in your house, why don’t you only come and stick with us”.. we didn’t think much. Pesho and Chuck (another guy living inside the house ) spent hours referring to fishing so I had to entertain myself cooking. Nice guys and funny stories to listen to (aside from the fishing ones ).

Chuck and Pesho, deep inside the fishing stories in Rainbow beach

Rocco and Rachel
Bus to Brisbane, got the remainder of the luggage from Pe&Andrew´s house after which train to Gold coast. Rachel and Tony and baby Rocco came to pick us up. Rachel was my ex boyfriend´s girlfriend before me as well as after we broke up, we stayed in contact so when I told her I‘d been in Australia, she invited me to remain with these. And it was eventually so nice to become inside a real house with old friends. I truly enjoyed the dinners over some wine and also the lovely time upon the beach. While Pesho and Tony were attempting to build the deck, we‘d some time for them to catch up on our lives – my travels and her new life in Australia (and also the baby Rocco ). Again we stayed longer than planned but it was eventually lovely.

 

Byron Bay

Keith acquiring the car ready
Stacey who We‘re travelling with inside the South island in New Zealand, recommended Keith as a number in Byron Bay. He came and picked us up coming from the bus stop. He‘d bunch of many people staying with him plus these Swedish girls who were in town. I had my first proper surf lesson, Keith was nice to invest some time with me teaching me and lastly I stood up ! First night we visited some bars in town and also the second night we‘d a barbecue in the hostel in which the Swedish girls were staying…

 

The house
Evans Head – I arranged volunteering for a couple of days with a surf camp in Evans Head, run by John : Volunteering inside a surf camp in Australia. The town itself was nothing impressive, another small village with big waves and a lot of fish however it felt like just a little paradise for those. I‘d been the very first person to make use of the newly installed WIFI in the general public library. There have been numerous activities to carry out – fishing, surfing, kayaking, beaching, almost not doing any work, barbecues and drinks every evening next towards the river. Pesho was literally fishing from the rear yard throughout the day long cos his knee was still sore following the motorcycle accident (and since He‘s crazy about fishing ). But I took this opportunity to undertake and understand how to surf properly this point. There was another volunteer – Polina from Holland (ex soldier, yeah ! She was even in Afghanistan for any year ) so we visited the beach daily using the surf boards trying our luck. In the beginning John showed me upon the sand and within water a couple of tricks and once that I‘d been in a position to get up on my very own. Not every time in fact however it still made me extremely happy.

 

Peter the Lawn Mower guy and Elena The Surfer !

Both of people were happy with these hobbies

Coming from the house at low tide

Blue mountains
From Evans Head we went hitchhiking to Sydney, 900 km in only one day, caused it to be in 11 hours, meeting all type of people. Luckily the final guy was going directly to Sydney (500km ) and he was also our age so was fun speaking with him. Caused it to be just in time to obtain the last train to Colin´s house. I met Colin 5 or 6 years back at New Years Eve party my Macedonian friend Desi threw in her own house in Skopje. There have been people from all over the planet in the party but nobody had caused it to be to Australia yet so Colin was pretty happy to satisfy me (at least he said that : ). He and his parents were really hospitable and wanted us to discover everything with their city. He took us to the Blue Mountains (not blue in the least ) where he used to reach climbing.

The three sisters
Colin giving a climbing lesson to Pesho

No hands
Colin also gave us a little tour around Sydney and it is beaches in fact. The weather was just perfect. I personally prefer Melbourne but Sydney has all of the beaches, you can‘t ignore that !
Inside the oldest bar in Sydney consistent with Colin

Bondi beach

Tamarama beach

The beaches in Sydney was our last stop. 4 days inside the city and surrounding, it was eventually time to maneuver on. We‘d a flight to Perth where Foo was already waiting for those. The plan : Perth to Melbourne by car. No car yet and, no firm plan, decisions will certainly be made inside the time of speaking. Except for sure it is going to be fun ! Road trip from Perth to Melbourne

camping ground

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