Showing posts with label Holidays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Holidays. Show all posts

Sunday, February 14, 2010

4WDing in Toowoomba at Christmas


When we were in Toowoomba for Christmas, Grant & Sam invited us along for a drive one afternoon. Since we'd just had the new, lifted suspension installed prior to the trip, I was keen to see how the car would perform.

As luck would have it, just as we arrived at Grant & Sam's place, it started bucketing down. Within minutes, Mum had called to let us know that there was a Severe Storm warning announced for the area, and that we really should consider just staying indoors. Not to let a pesky bit of weather get to us, we aired-down and raced off in front of the storm!




We wound though the outskirts of Withcott, and found ourselves on a fire trail behind an old quarry. It was an area that Grant knew well, with their 4WD club frequenting the rabbit's warren of tracks that criss-cross through the area. And it's easy to see why! Beautiful bush at every turn, and different levels of difficulty to keep everyone entertained, no matter your skill level.


After getting into the swing of things with some smooth gravel runs, and some steep descents, we soon came to our first challenge - a steep, washed-out hill climb.


After a quick walk to get a closer look...


...it was back into the trucks to drive it.




Piece of cake!

We followed the Pudge along as we wove around the bottom of the range.


We were managing to stay ahead of the rain, but there was still a considerably amount of water around from a previous storm the day before. Which just served to make things more fun!


The most challenging hill we came across on the day was a long uphill climb, containing both washed-out ruts, as well as bumps and holes which served up the perfect recipe for crossing-up the axles. A couple of different angles, some rock packing & track building, and a bit of right boot, and the mighty pathy climbed up with very little effort.










We have been stopped here by a combination of loss of traction (axles crossed-up, with the unloaded wheel simply spinning freely) and loss of momentum (big rock right in front of the passenger-side front wheel). For a more dramatic angle...


Thank goodness we have the bullbar fitted! The old bumper would have been crunched up hard against the ground and rocks by now, but the steel bullbar, with it's upswept side wings, allows the car to sit right against the ground, but not be damaged or get in the way. The rear end was flexing pretty well, considering the fact that the suspension was brand new, and hadn't had time to settle in and loosen up any.




Again, some rock packing was all that was required, along with a different angle of attack, and we were on our way. Unfortunately, what you can't see in those pics is the big rock that was in front of us on the driver's side. As we drove out of the hole, the back end of the car slide sideways down the track, and the rear bumper just kissed up onto the rock. Being plastic...


...it didn't take much to tear the paint off, scratch up the plastic, and pull the bumper away from the body. But that's 4WDing! You buy them to use them, not to sit them somewhere looking pretty! I'll pull it off myself, straighten up the mount points, flatten out and paint the bumper, and it'll be as good as new. Or I'll borrow Trev's welder again, and see about knocking myself up a replacement bumper out of steel to prevent the same thing happening in the future!

We carried on, until arriving at a lovely pile of rocks along the top of a ridge - the perfect thing to climb up onto!!!












And with that, we were basically at the end of the track! We popped out back onto the highway just past Highfields. A quick air-up at the Highfields servo, and then we ran back into Toowoomba, all in time for afternoon tea at Mum & Dad's place!

What a great afternoon!

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Moreton Island



Man it's been busy here lately! We're back from holidays, and 3 weeks later it feels like we've never been away! I haven't had a chance to write about our holiday, but have finally managed to get some photos uploaded. So, until I get some time to write up about our adventures properly, here's some photos of the week on the island...

2009-12-28, Moreton Island

2009-12-25, Moreton Island - Grant & Sam's Pics


Update!!!
Part 1 of our Moreton Island trip can be found here : Moreton Island - Christmas 2009 - Part 1

Part 2 - here: Moreton Island - Christmas 2009 - Part 2

Part 3 - here : Moreton Island - Christmas 2009 - Part 3

Part 4 - here : Moreton Island - Christmas 2009 - Part 4

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Moreton Island - Christmas 2009 - Part 4


Welcome to the lucky last instalment of our Moreton Island holiday! Unfortunately all good things must come to an end, but we still had some exploring to do before calling it a day!

We headed down to the southern point of the island, to check out the small township there. Our original plan was to loop around the bottom tip of the island, and come up the western beach, to get to the Big Sandhills. Unfortunately, our plan came unstuck as we got ourselves quite lost on a sloppy, swampy track.


After admitting defeat and turning around, we came across a fellow explorer who ensured us that the track we were on was the right one, it just doesn't get much use. Although, from what we can gather, the western bottom tip of the island is pretty rough, with the beach frequently blocked by debris washed up by storms. In the end, I don't think we missed much by turning around.

It did, however, give us a good excuse to have a spot of lunch right down the southern end of the island!




We headed back up the beach, and then across the island on Middle Rd. We were heading for the Tangalooma Bypass track - a track that starts along Middle Rd, and runs around the back of Tangalooma resort, eventually meeting up with the western beach just south of the resort. However, we weren't planning on going all the way there - we turned off before the beach exit, and headed towards the Desert.

Grant & Sam and Nate & Mel had gone on ahead of us, as we had raced back up to camp to drop all the windows on the tents and camper, fearing a storm. As we were driving down the track to the Desert, it was the first time I was thankful that we'd put the new suspension in the truck before coming. Everywhere else, the Pathfinder had eaten it up no worries at all. This track, however, wasn't as well used, and had foot-high banks either side of the track. It was slow going, but wasn't exactly challenging.

So imagine my surprise when as we were about to crest a hill, we encountered a brand new, stock-standard Forrester coming the other way down the track! He was having a hard time of it, but seemed to be enjoying himself. Large gobfulls of right-boot saw him moving forward, but the car was being thrown around by the bumps, and the low front bumper was scooping up sand and spraying it forward and all over his bonnet. Of course, given the large banks on the sides of the track, he had no hope of being able to climb up them and let us past, so it fell to us to reverse back to find one. Thankfully, we didn't need to go far, and he then continued on past us, engine racing and sand flying everywhere. I really wouldn't like to see his repair bill when he got back home.

Despite the fun (and the trip back to camp), we arrived at the Desert only minutes after the others. Nate had been having an increasingly hard time with the Jeep, as the solid front axle was making hard work of the bumpy sand tracks. We suspected that his steering damper was shot and providing no assistance, as every time the front would hit a hole, it would wrench the wheel from his hands, and both him and Mel would be bounced into the roof, windscreen or window. As the sand dried out through the week and the track condition degraded, the issues only became worse. Needless to say, they had had a slow drive in.

The Desert is a huge, open sand bowl, surprisingly different to the huge dunes of the Little Sandhills. That said, there's still some good steep dunes for sliding down!




















The remainder of the week went far too quickly. We did some more driving, some more exploring, some more sitting around camp, and some more swimming.






One of the best things about the trip was being able to give our brand new fridge a good workout.


It spent the whole week in the back of the car, going wherever we went. It was great to be able to have a cold drink at hand, or to make some lunch wherever we were. Really, really happy with it - I don't know how we'd survive if we needed to go back to ice in an esky!

Before we knew it, however, our time was up. It was time to pack up the camp sites, and head back to Tangalooma to catch the barge.


Sam & Grant had packed up early, run over the the barge pickup point, and set up some shade to wait out the afternoon. J & I went for a swim, then packed up after lunch. We headed over to Tangalooma with Nate & Mel, and went for one last drink in the resort bar. Whilst there, we got a strange txt message from Grant, something about a surprise waiting for us when we got back to the barge point?

Well, he was right - it was a bit of a surprise to turn up and see this...


.. parked up on the beach! Rewind a couple of hours, to much hilarity (and the annoyance of everyone else who was still trying to get off the barge):



Apparently they had hired the Tarago, and decided to bring the entire family on a day trip to Moreton island! The fellow was telling Grant that the rental people had assured him it was a 4WD, but later admitted to Sam that they had been over to Stradbroke Island (which DOES have bitumen roads) the day before, and he assumed Moreton would be the same. Close on $500 worth of barge fees, plus whatever rental cost of the van, to end up sitting on the beach for 6hrs, waiting for the next boat home. I would have hated to have been in his shoes when we took it back to the rental people!

We were lucky to spend our last few hours on the island relaxing on the beach, waiting for the barge to come in. Due to a king tide earlier, the barge schedule had been pushed back an hour, so it ended up being around 9pm before the barge was loaded up and headed back towards Bris. We aired up the tyres on the barge, and re-filled our tanks at the petrol station at the Port of Brisbane. By the time we arrived back in Toowoomba, it made for a late night. We were all exhausted the next day, but relaxed and well rested. And all thankful for a nice, hot shower! What a trip!

Thanks to Grant & Sam for coming, and for Nate & Mel for coming at such late notice. It was a great week!

























(Photo credit - Only half these photos are mine - the other half are Grant & Sam's. So that explains why some of the photos are considerably better than what I am usually able to manage!!!)