Truckin'

Here's something else I see the point of; four-wheel driving on a beach.

After stopping for a picnic lunch at Eurong, we drove right onto seventy-five mile beach, which makes up almost the entire east coast of Fraser Island. And from there it was one long hurtle down the sand towards the Maheno shipwreck, a much smoother ride than those inland tracks.

And we spotted our first dingo, taking a paddle. The dingo is native to Fraser Island and being an island it's the purest-strain of the dog in Australia. He looks friendly enough, but he isn't. The dingo is becoming more and more of a problem on Fraser, largely because of human behaviour towards them (feeding them, approaching them). A nine year-old boy was mauled to death in one of the camp sites a few years ago and the government culled over sixty of them afterwards. The animal rights people weren't happy and I see their point.

Some of the resorts are fenced off and there seem to be electric fences now as well, including some at Kingfisher Bay. At Eurong and Cathedral Bay campsites I couldn't see anything barring his entrance though. I wouldn't fancy my chances if he was hunting in his pack.