Author: Rob

7.15 AM. Strange dreams again, feeling very anxious. Lost.

Worried about a smug self-interested doctor, eyesight report, petrol, war and not being able to drive.

All of which have nothing to do with the moment. But constant nevertheless.

This was a lovely view going to the toilets here earlier:

2.30 PM

Back at Brooks Hill. Too tired and vague, not present, to do anything. Did go to Googong Dam but was disconnected.

Googong Dam

Blocked off a steep tight valley section, quite high up, of the Queanbeyan River and not far from town to the south roughly.

Per usual, very badly signposted. Didn’t know where to go. Roads blocked and gated. Abandoned, it seemed.

Found my way around eventually, and enjoyed the landscape despite the brutality done to it.

That’s the photo on BCF website and the model I bought on credit at half price. It’s worth half of the half. That backrest doesn’t work.

I blew it up for the first time down at Canberra lake where the boat ramp and long jetty are. Went out around the corner not far to the left and back. Ten minutes max.

Then packed it up and back here at Brooks Hill I put it in a bag in a tarp on the roof. First cargo up there. Might’ve pulled the rope too tight and ruined it already.

It shits me because it’s a toy, it hurts my back, and I had to buy other stuff to use it,ceg lifejacket.

Unimpressed – with me. Absolutely dreading the unnecessary expense.

If I can use it without pain and it lasts, that’s great, but I doubt it.

6.55 PM

Bucket wash, feels good. No one stopping over yet but a steady stream to the toilets.

I’m tired and all over the place.

I need a good and proper GP doctor. Been on my mind a lot, not just the dreading of the no-energy no-interest judgemental prick of a thing at Moruya, but the holidaying no go bloke I now have, whom I can’t understand.

I bought one, stupidly. The young bloke directed me to it because it answered my concern about chafed armpits and other discomfort when paddling a kayak.

Then I bought all the terrific benefits unique to this lifejacket – benefits out of the water.

Then I’m at the lake learning more about it as I look over how it’s made. You have to know where the pull-tab is, pull it correctly, and if it doesn’t inflate or not hard enough you have to blow it up using the tube in your mouth.

I looked everywhere and couldn’t find the tube. Then I did, hidden away, after I opened it up.

Has there ever been anything so idiotic?

You can’t: get confused or mistake your way around this, as you struggle to breathe. You can’t bang your head. You can’t be upside down or turned around in the water. You can’t be rushed or have anything else to do, like disentangle from something under water.

Idiots. Absolute Idiots, the designers.

If I’m found drowned and have my stupid, stupid vest on, please tell them I was underwater and I tried.

7 35 AM. Strange dreams again. But loved the fresh air and country. Highway was busier than expected. Only the one other overnighter, but vehicles pulled in during the night.

Looking forward to maybe getting on the lake today. We’ll see. If prices are low I’ll get a legally required lifejacket on credit.

Anyway, the skies are clear, it’s cool and fresh.

Showered at Queanbeyan and then the purchasing nonsense began, or continued.