The morning dawned with an eerie fog bank along the edge of Fraser.

By 8 am it had cleared to make way for an excellent day. After bacon sandwiches with that delicious new bacon from Tin Can Bay, we hauled up the anchor.

Progress was slow with only 3.1 knots speed, even running with the outgoing tide.

 The decaying remains of McKenzie jetty—a reminder of the island’s logging history.

Next stop, Kingfisher Island resort for coffee and hot chocolate. Morgan isn’t allowed on Fraser due to its World Heritage wilderness status and protected dingo habitat, so we left her to guard the boat.

As we pulled the dinghys up the beach we were greeted by Sue and Tony Smith from Yamba, what a surprise. They were spending a week on Fraser, small world!

Deb and Wayne

We strolled through the semi tropical vegetation to the resorts main hub and that was the day done as coffee didn’t happen it was straight to beers.

We ordered nibbles, chicken wings and chips with beers and enjoyed the luxury of the resort overlooking the pool.

Kingfisher is a world renowned , well planned  aesthetic eco resort, with a bit of a problem with their dingoes.

I went for a walk through the scrub back to the beach to see how the boats were and found the resort is surrounded by a 6’ high fences and gates to keep the dingoes out. If you walk along the beach they encourage you to take a 1.5metre long piece of conduit with you to keep the dingoes at bay should they approach you.

In my absence the others had relocated to the sunset bar on the jetty so I left them to continue and took the dinghy back to Ovive and Morgan where I completed some office work.

Ovive 4th from the left, Eva Louise next to her.

At 5:oclock  I headed back to the bar where quite a few groups and couples were enjoying sunset drinks. From down on the beach, I could hear the laughter and frivolity from our group and the empty glasses on their table told a tale.

We stayed a while longer at the bar then said farewell to Sue and Tony and went back to our boats.