Finally got to do a trip that I'd heard about (and been keen to do) for a while, Sandy Cape on Tassie's far North West Coast.
Plenty of Horror stories (with photographs) abound about this run and the quicksand. I was going with a small contingent of vehicles from the Devonport 4WD club, so felt a little bit safer as there was lots of experienced drivers. Unfortunately the experienced drivers were already down there and set-up when we could go, but we had an ace up our sleeve, the guys from North West OffRoad were going to do a trip down and back to guide us through - until they sold the work landcruiser 2 days before we were to leave.
She'll be right, the guys down there said we should be able to contact them on the UHF and they could give us directions before we hit the main beach. A couple of us headed down mid-day Friday with more due to meet us that night after they finished work. Into Arthur River to get our permits and camping passes - only to be confronted with more pics of the carnage that can occur down there. First surprise for the day was the work being done to the Temma Road, so it can be sealed as part of the Tarkine Drive - letting the hordes in.
Once past Temma the real track begins. Nothing to demanding - with NPS having dumped loads of rock into the bigger bogholes (of course, we didn't actually know this until we'd stopped and assessed a number of holes)

Winding through the track we come to the begining (or end) of the Balfour Track - a bloody big rock step-up - so much for easing into a track. We both decided to tackle that one "some other time".

Things went along just fine with both of us taking turns as lead and encountering no problems

- until I decided that the "smooth" part of one hole looked good, that was, until all forward momentum was stopped by the black slop. Thank goodness I could eventually back out and take the proper path through it. We eventually made it to the Greens Creek camp site, where we were to meet the others coming down that day. We ended up camping the night here as the others didn't make it down until 10:30 that night, and there was no way I was tackling the beach in the dark.
Plenty of Horror stories (with photographs) abound about this run and the quicksand. I was going with a small contingent of vehicles from the Devonport 4WD club, so felt a little bit safer as there was lots of experienced drivers. Unfortunately the experienced drivers were already down there and set-up when we could go, but we had an ace up our sleeve, the guys from North West OffRoad were going to do a trip down and back to guide us through - until they sold the work landcruiser 2 days before we were to leave.
She'll be right, the guys down there said we should be able to contact them on the UHF and they could give us directions before we hit the main beach. A couple of us headed down mid-day Friday with more due to meet us that night after they finished work. Into Arthur River to get our permits and camping passes - only to be confronted with more pics of the carnage that can occur down there. First surprise for the day was the work being done to the Temma Road, so it can be sealed as part of the Tarkine Drive - letting the hordes in.
Once past Temma the real track begins. Nothing to demanding - with NPS having dumped loads of rock into the bigger bogholes (of course, we didn't actually know this until we'd stopped and assessed a number of holes)
Winding through the track we come to the begining (or end) of the Balfour Track - a bloody big rock step-up - so much for easing into a track. We both decided to tackle that one "some other time".
Things went along just fine with both of us taking turns as lead and encountering no problems
- until I decided that the "smooth" part of one hole looked good, that was, until all forward momentum was stopped by the black slop. Thank goodness I could eventually back out and take the proper path through it. We eventually made it to the Greens Creek camp site, where we were to meet the others coming down that day. We ended up camping the night here as the others didn't make it down until 10:30 that night, and there was no way I was tackling the beach in the dark.
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