from Gympie back to Kippa-Ring

TUESDAY

I think it was my favourite day of that excursion. We got up pretty early, ate delicious breakfast – porridge and then bacon and scrambled eggs and were ready to go. We didn’t go to explore Gympie, which had its best moments during the Gold Rush (I just found out that it used to be called Nashville!). The boys took me up north-west to Rainbow Beach. It’s called like that because of different colours of the sand.

First, we stopped up at the sand dunes. The colour of the sky was so intense in contrast with the bright beige sand. It wasn’t until I saw this photo when I believed I was there and it wasn’t photoshopped. This is this kind of picture that you see in one of your friend’s facebook albums and you think why you don’t have such holidays like your friend. Well, now I have.

Yes, they were that big!

Then we drove down to the beach and I had my first encounter with the Pacific Ocean.

Then I wetted not only my feet.


me in the Pacific 😛

More photos from Rainbow Beach on the photoblog.

Before it got dark, we went to Inskip Point where you could see Fraser Island and the ferry. Water there was peaceful and there were some people camping, fishing etc.

Then just a quick look at a small town Tin Can Bay and the low-tide and onto our way back home.

Obligatory road sign photo:

from Dandabah to Gympie

MONDAY.

I had a cross-cultural nightmare. I was dreaming that I was driving a car on the right side of the road and I was sitting on the passenger’s seat on the left and had pedals on my side but the wheel was on the right. I couldn’t see anything in the mirrors! I think my brain is getting ready to try driving on the left side of the road…

In the morning I saw plenty of wallabies on the field outside of our chalet. I had even a close encounter with a mum and her joey while having breakfast.

Our chalet (a half of it was ours) and some bunya pines on the right

We left our bags in the car, left the key at the office and went for one hour walk, Scenic circuit.



Can you spot a kookaburra? More photos from the Bunya Mountains on my photoblog.

It was a holiday AND Monday so everything was closed and we were getting hungry. We went down the Mountains and about 50 km later we stopped for lunch in Kingaroy, a typical agricultural town where one of Premieres of Queensland was born and died there, Sir Joh Bjelke-Petersen.

The town is also known as the “Peanut Capital of Australia”.

After lunch we headed north, stopped by Bjelke-Petersen Dam where I saw an Aboriginal family having a picnic. Well, nothing unusual here, but I was excited to finally see indigenous Australians.

The landscape was again hilly with eucalyptus trees by the road. It hadn’t been raining for quite a while, so it was dry and there were huge areas of burnt bush along the way.

We arrived in Gympie before sunset and spent that night again at P. and G.’s friends, a lovely elderly couple. This is when I found out that there was snow in Wellington. Oh, really? I hope it’ll be all gone by the time I get there.