Camping is one of those things “old” people don’t do. Although looking around Australia’s camp grounds you wouldn’t know it. The Gray Nomad tends to drag a hard white shell behind them wherever they go. I however, am not intending to be followed by such a beast. Queensland’s coastal edge, has sand islands. These preclude access to most vehicles. Except high clearance long wheelbase 4WDs. Or the Fat Bike (below).
Moreton Island is just a couple dozen km north east of Brisbane. In all the years I’ve lived here, I’ve never been. So I’ve decided to do a solo one night voyage to her shores. I’ve borrowed a steel bike designed for snow. This beast will hopefully have the same floatation characteristics needed for sandy island tracks. I am a little worried about the salt and sand quickly destroying somebody else’s equipment.
I’m told by those in the know, expect to work hard to get around, the sand provides resistance, even when going downhill. 10km/h is what you can expect, along inland tracks. I intend to cross the centre of the island, in fact, most of my pedalling will be though the national park forests.
In fact this is a prelude to a five day Fraser Island journey I plan to do the other side of summer. So this is a shake down for my equipment and me.
I’m a little worried about doing this solo, but its a small island, little traffic, during a weekday outside school holidays. I’ve taken precautions against other humans, so its just nature that I must battle.
I’m kind of looking forward to the solitude. I spend too much time steeped in this modern, connected life. So I’m looking forward to open myself to the minutes and hours that I have with myself. I’m not taking a book, maybe just a notepad, to scribble down my own thoughts.
I intend to travel during the coolest of the day time, and avoid riding in harsh sun or dark night. This will preserve my water.
Wish me luck!