On the first day we were dropped off at an information shelter at the end of the Noosa river and told where we were camping which was about a1.5 hour paddle upstream. Once at the camp site called Harry's Hut we set up for the two nights we were staying there. There were a total of 13 people in our group. It was like a big brother situation where no-one knew each other and some people were being the leaders of the group without them even realising.
Mr Goanna.
Me doing all the work and Kate posing.
The second day we all decided to go to the sandpatch. A big area of sand believe it or not. So it was a 8km paddle upstream to the start of the walk, then a 12km walk to and from the sand patch and then 8km back to camp. Basically a bloody long way to see some sand on a hill! Some of the crazy people in the group decided to walk even further to the beach, which meant walking over the sand which they said was a nightmare.
Big patch of sand!
We decided to leave first back to camp because we were taking it easy (sort of - Kate was hot and tired from the walk.) When we got back we went for a swim in the river. It was a wee bit cold, but refreshing after all the exercise.
It was cold!
We lived off a very exciting diet of cereal bars, soup and strawberries, but Kate was lucky enough to get some chilli off a person in the group the last night we were there.
On the final day we packed up and headed back to the pick up point. It was a good experience but I think I'll stick to moving water from now on and Kate thought there was far too much walking and paddling on the second day and wasn't in the best of moods.
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