We got up around 6 am and were picked up at 7.40am by Unique Tours guide Troy, who was thrilled (and told us) that we weren't posh.

Thankfully we had a great bunch in our 4wd excursion, two couples, who were related, from New Zealand in their 50s. They were great Craic and Troy himself was brilliant - full of jokes all day, not always appropriate but we couldn't help but laugh. The other guide had a bunch of the most unfriendly drips in his wagon, we were lucky and he was pretty gutted - Troy very much enjoyed winding him up about it.

The islands' name came from Captain Fraser and his wife who were washed ashore here - he died but she was taken by the Aboriginals to hunt for them. An escaped convict found her a few years later and told the law on the mainland about her existence - they finally looked into it 6 weeks later and sent a rescue party to get her. She wrote a book about her experience and toured the world regaling her story - what a woman! Jacq makes a note to research further and read this story.

Our first stop was the Maheno shipwreck which used to be a luxury liner around the time of Titanic but was used in WW1 as a hospital ship. Sadly much like the Titanic, it sunk and was dragged onto shore here at Fraser Island. We then made tracks to Indian head - stunning views of the island, sadly no dolphins, but it was beautiful.

Champagne pools was next - it has two pools, surrounded by rocks that form a barrier of sorts but with huge waves crashes and pouring over them the result is a pool of wave foam- hence the name. We dipped in having a 30 min stop to swim, Matt ushered Jacq close to the rocks where the waves crashed supposedly for the purpose of a great snap but the truth of the matter was he was very much looking forward to her being swept away by a wave and thrown off balance - which was hilarious to be fair. They then fed us with Lemington cakes and tea before whizzing on to see Eli Creek - this was great fun.

We walked along a raised Bridgeway which then led us to a staircase into the creek, and it's natural current carried us down the river. It is not dissimilar to a lazy river, but much prettier and the group we were with - were hilarious. One lady, Kay, was screaming about the coldness of the water and Matt flashed his bum at her to distract her - it worked, although there was a brief eclipse.

Afterwards we headed on to some woodlands for lunch which consisted of cold meats, fresh rolls and champagne or beer - don't go hungry on this tour - the other group were sat opposite on their own table, not speaking to each other really or anyone else. Apparently their poor tour guide was having a hard time getting them to interact at all - shame but we are so relieved we didn't end up in that group. We get some tunes playing on a mobile phone and the guides just keep throwing the booze our way!

We made our way after lunch to Lake Mackenzie where we had an hour to swim in natural spring water, you can actually drink it!! Of course, Matt does but even better (for Jacq) the sand is 98% silica on the lake bed so - exfoliation heaven!! Yes, we all looked like a bunch of eejits exfoliating with the wet sand but our skin felt amazing!

After an amazing, 1st class experience of nonstop fun and adventures we are shattered, stuffed and delighted on the ferry home - it really is one of the best trips we'd done ever.

They dropped us off at our YHA campsite, Troy is suitably tipped and honours the compulsory group photo op, Matt and I grab the van making tracks for Tin Can Bay. It was only an hour and half drive and we found a campsite called Tin Can Resort for a bargain $25 for the night, not far from the harbour where dolphins supposedly swim in for food every morning - Jacq is slightly dubious but given how much she loves these mammals it has got to be done!!