Sunshine Beach to Boreen Point
		The ride from Sunshine Beach to Boreen Point was an odyssey.  We left Sunshine Beach at about 4:00 in the afternoon.  It's easy to get a late start after basking in the sun all day.  Boreen Point is way off the main drag -- way off!  It's actually inside a huge National Park.  As we entered the park it started to get dark.  Dusk is a strange time.  When you are surrounded by contorted trees, harsh scattered screams lauched from the frightening abode all around us.  The fear of hitting a kangaroo is very real when driving at dusk on the gravel road.  These kangroos aren't small either -- they're huge!  When one hits your car it really messes it up.  Our eyes were just peeled to the road.  "There's one!" "Lookout!"  A guy from Denmark we meet at the Ozzie Pozzie Hostel in Port Macquarie said he saw over 600 dead kangaroos on the road from Darwin to Cairns.  He had an up close and personal look.  He rode his bicycle.  Back on our road into hell, an occasional car would come through the other lane.  The wrong lane, the lane that has been so engrained as wrong deep within the recesses of our minds.  Since we were kids, since the first time we drove in a car back home.  That is not the lane that thing should be in!. "Watch it!" Here comes a huge 4X4 with its high beams blinding you like the infernal sun itself and it's in the wrong lane.  But instead of the reassuring sense that "at least there is someone else out here", was the sudden reality that you were now surrounded by a mushroom cloud of nasty red smoke and dust.  "Oh, I can't breath!".  Just get through it, just keep going, don't worry that now you can't see. When we finally got to Boreen Point, the camp ground we wanted to stay in was closed.  We had to drive into a carpark and sleep in the back of the car.  It actually wasn't that bad.  We have curtains that cover the entire back and you can lay full out on pads in sleeping bags and we have pillows.  Sweet dreams.