TGA

Well Fraser Island is supposed to be the island where you hire a 4WD with a bunch of other backpackers and drive round the island getting pissed. Us? No, we decided to walk. Nice idea, pity we didn't have a clue what the hell we were doing. We packed enough food to get us to Central Station, thinking there would be shops etc there. But no, there was a toilet and a tap.

So after begging some raw spaghetti off some campers and picking some cheese out of a bin we pressed on to Lake Wabby. Camped for the night in the middle of the path and woke up at 5am to a monsoon. Perfect for finding our way across the sand blow. Traversing deep sand in strong winds and torrential rain, Golden orb Spiders blocking every "path", we managed to arrive at the beach, by this time giggling maniacally.

Anyway we ended up in Eurong (just before the 90mph winds started) and proceeded to break the only tumble dryer on the island by putting our tents through it. Oh and Rolf Harris drove past us without picking us up!

- Adam Gretton