Early start so that we could be on the ferry before 9 am. Joe D and Jen had been out to the ferry the day before to watch the vehicles getting bogged in the sand getting on and getting off the ferry. We all prepared by reducing the tyre pressures on our vehicles and then set off. The first obstacle was getting out of the campsite, but thankfully we negotiated this reasonably easily unlike the night before.

With the two Toyotas in front and the Nissan bringing up the rear we set off across 100 meters of soft powder sand to the ferry landing. Once on the hard sand I looked back to see Joe D right behind me but there was no Joe B, the Nissan with the heavier van had made it about 30 meters.

This caused a small bottle neck with vehicles going around Joe B and themselves getting bogged. With me not having a trailer I offered assistance, for once I was going to be the rescuer. Out came my recovery gear for the very first time, it was still in its plastic wrapping. Two sets of Maxx tracks, a snatch and 45 minutes we were lined up for the ferry.

Exiting the ferry was much better, Joe B only got a little bit bogged and after several attempts freed himself. The drive up the beach was very pleasant looking at some of the beautiful circle work some young blokes in front of us had provided.

Half way up the coast we came across a crime scene, the police blocking traffic in one direction and the Parks in the other. It was a dead dingo!!, apparently on this island they are more important than humans. The poor old dead turtle further up the beach did not afford the same respect.

We all stopped at the ship wreck of the Maheno for happy snaps, it looked much better 20 years ago. Finally after an hour and a half of beach driving we reached our destination and our next obstacle, getting off the beach and over the sand dunes to the campsite, but all vehicles made it with ease.

We set up camp, had lunch and set about recovering from another long day behind the wheel.