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Today being Sunday we thought we deserved the day off, so we all piled into the Cuz-in-law’s old LandCruiser and headed off to Bribie Island, a shortish drive north of Brisbane.

They have beaches in these parts that are specially set aside for 4X4 vehicles to drive on and so we did.

Bribie Island 4X4 beach

Bribie Island 4X4 beach

Our picnic site under the trees

Our picnic site under the trees

In fact we drove along about 23km of white sandy beach, stopping along the way for a swim in the sparkling Pacific ocean, before turning into a track that led us to a picnic area in the forest by the water on the other side of the island.

It’s like we’ve died and gone to heaven.  What took us so long to get here?!?!

There were loads of other people out there today, doing exactly the same as we were.  All wearing wide-brimmed hats to protect from the vicious sun.  Some were sunning themselves (no doubt lathered in sunblock, though, else they would’ve been burned to a crisp in no time).  Others were fishing, or playing volleyball, or cricket.  There was an awful lot of eyeballing of other vehicles… this 4X4 gig seems to be like a “mine is bigger than yours” contest on a grand ol’ scale.  Very macho.  Mind you, on the way home, doing the 23km trek back when the tide was coming in it was hats off to the vehicles that passed muster – there’s a little red jeep thing that for all we know may still be trying to get out of there.  Apparently looks really don’t count for much.

Scaly Neighbour

Scaly Neighbour

I had a great time spotting wildlife and of course snapping away with my camera.  There were waves and birds and shells and trees and water and general beauty… but my favourite was this one, that actually made me discard my lunch in such a hurry it almost hit the dirt as I scrambled for my Fuji.  This beauty was only about 15 metres away, sunning himself on a log, and he was kind enough to sit still long enough for me to take his picture before disappearing with a thump into the bush beyond…

Brilliant!  And also a good reminder to keep a sharp eye on those twigs when we went walking in amongst the trees, just to be sure they’re really twigs and to check they don’t move and slither… this isn’t Ireland anymore, after all!

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