25 February, 2026 06:05

Through the window, now.

7 AM

The morning unfolded peacefully – lapped it up – and uneventfully except for the gentle visitors. Cacophony now, from the trees.

BOM is suggesting thunderstorms and some rain at Tumut. Not so much here, but some. Not smart to drive there and risk rain. Don’t know my way around, either, and now do a little here. So it’ll be another day in Gundagai. I’ll walk the main street in a while.

Lovely to be in the country, right outside the door.

2 PM

Bad day. Low sugar, danger levels, twice. Heatwave conditions. I was weak, shaky, vague, with whiteout vision.

Laying down now and trying to pick up.

Atmosphere getting heavy so forecast thunderstorm might happen.

Some miscellaneous Gundagai shots:

4.05 PM

Went for a walk to the toilets and both sides of the street remaining, came across a pen museum, very unusual, and back now to a generator running.

So I’m on the van, in a heatwave, unwell, and I’m not going to open the flowthrough rear hatch because I’ll get a noise headache for sure.

Same thing. People use generators when they’re surrounded by other people. Not stopping somewhere isolated. Forcing other people to suffer their shit. Who cares? They don’t. They just don’t care. Everyone else can just get fucked.

I can’t stand the disruptive noise or being around that attitude. So profoundly unpleasant.

Gundagai is a fabulous place and zo can’t blame the heat on it, but I’ve had enough. It’s just a main street.

Have to see the Murrumbidgee here though.

5.20 PM

This arsehole.

The generator has been running for an hour and a half that I know and the prick just came out and filled it up again with petrol. People all around him.

6.16vPM

Disturbance stopped, looks like the thing is packed away. Fingers crossed. 2½ hours is far too much.

Finally can open up the van.

7.55 PM

Wind struck suddenly about 6.30 and a branch cracked loudly and fell somewhere close, so I rechecked the location given the wind direction and moved the car.

Had a towel shower. The place filled quickly and someone moved into my old spot nearby. Now it’s raining, which is fabulous ten times over.

I’ve got the dustbin drip deflectors up cracked windows either side, and looking forward to a thunderstormy possibly eventful and wonderfully cool night.

9 PM

More motorhomes came in. A caravan backed in across the path without reversing lights. Rooftops and vans. It’s packed.

Maybe the weather in the region drove them in, but it’s full on, like Bodalla SF. Worrying someone will hit into the van.

Hot and steamy again. Hopefully I can get a good night’s sleep.