We rolled off the ferry from Fraser Island with sand in every possible place - and if we thought we were bad - the car was worse. Our garbage bag rear window was more than up for sedate trips around the island, but the highway revealed a monotonous drone - reminiscent of our days owning a soft top Jeep Wrangler. We needed a place to stop, unpack and wash everything - and decided to return a surprise on Mama and Pa who lived just down the road.
Thankfully they were home - and graciously allowed us in. For the next few days we appreciated luxuries such as hot running water, inside bathrooms, comfortable couches, and a library of new books to read. Mama and Pa thoroughly spoilt us allowing us to catch up on a few other odd jobs.
The first to do was to give Rocky and Matilda a thorough wash. They had received the special underbody wash at Rainbow Beach - which was a good start, but it was by no means sufficient. After the wash, the Little Helpers were each armed with a can of WD-40 and sent underneath Rocky and Matilda with instructions to sqirt anything that looked like it might need it. Two empty cans later, it seemed we were starting to get ontop of the exterior.
