My terrible memory recall has just kindly given me flashbacks of the few times I was fortunate enough to visit our great sand island. Dad's preferred coin was always spent with the Aussie battler ferry from Inskip to the Island coloured in rusty orange, that 1980s barge name still illudes me :-(?I do remember roughly both ramps being raised to 25% and all passengers happily walking around checking tyre pressures etc.. Once the early 1990's arrived, same ferry, a few of us Mexican deep south young blokes on 'P' plates relived these family adventures and found much stricter rules aboard. Again, I do vividly recall the deck hands harshly advising all travelers to be back in their vehicles with brake pedals on well before hitting the island.