Bogged not Blogged!

Bob's first time writing on the blog:
Well! Yesterday injected some excitement in to our otherwise dull lives! We (I) decided to have a look at the barge that takes cars/cargo/people to Fraser Island from a place called Inskip Point. A 4WD track leads to the beach where the barge pulls up at the water's edge. From the end of the track the only access to the barge is a 1km stretch of powder-like beach sand, which we easily ploughed through, and got to the barge (in high range 4WD... diffs locked).

I spoke to the barge skipper who had watched us come towards him. He suggested that we do a U turn on the barge, as turning on the soft sand would invite trouble. He also suggested that I stick on the same known route on the return journey, but perhaps use low 2nd and "gun it". All went well for about the first 900m, but we started to lose momentum, due to our slow road speed, finally coming to a halt not far from the hard stuff.
 

I got out and had a look before I made any further attempts to drive out and let the tyres down to about 15psi. Alas, we had "bellied" out, with the floor pan resting on the sand and the 2 diffs pushing sand like a road grader!

I started digging, but stopped as I heard the sound of another vehicle approaching. It was a Toyota troupy ute, which became bogged right next to us! A local pro fisherman and his deckie, who use the same track every day!. Anyway, we helped him get out, and then he got us moving with a short tow, and I was able to drive with him, so we didn't tangle the rope. All worked out well, with no damage. He told me he normally drives much faster, but was going slow because of his load of fish. He also said that people often roll their vehicles from going too fast, and the lesser problem is to get bogged.Good lessons learned. Not going to Fraser Is this trip, although the sand there is apparently firmer! Numerous people stopped to help, and lots also went racing past at unstable speeds!
Shaz writing now:
It was an anxious time although we were above the high tide mark and had plenty of provisions in the car fridge. Before anyone came to help, we were scavenging in the bush to find branches, rocks, anything to provide some traction. Not easy through very soft sand with a walking stick and a crook knee with the other one complaining as well.

There are some very kind, thoughtful people in our country - we had about 8 who were willing to help. One lovely man, Ning, actually came back to help us with some grab planks.

He was very enthusiastic and confident that they would work and if we had remembered to remove the rocks from the front of the car, they would have worked first time. It was comforting to get back on to the harder surface. I don't think we should play in sand for a while. We're too old for this shit!