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Fraser Island -- Coloured Sands



We go a little further up the beach to the coloured sands.  They pitch pretty hard to try and get you to take the 15 minute flight that takes off and lands on the beach.  You will very likely see whales they said.  We gave it a miss.

But from the beach we did see whales jump out of the water a few times and blowing water, but I was not quick enough with my camera.

By this time I was feeling very battered from bumping about and hanging out for the lunch break to get a rest. I was consoling myself that after lunch we would see beautiful blue Lake McKenzie and it would be worth the bumpy ride.

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  1. Fraser Island! A place I would love to visit! Great series.

    The surgery went fine. The next three days were awful but now I'm OK. Thanks for your care, Joan.

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    1. Glad you are recovering fine. These days hospitals send you home so early and fool us into thinking it will be a breeze but actually they send you home to manage your own misery.

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