Bungendore brisk. Seconds ago.
Thoroughly thrilling to be up on the tablelands. Very cold, still smack into winter. Eye treatment went well, and I resisted buying a new folding chair on special: need to do a lot of auto work.
Sadly a supercold snap is due tonight and Sunday night. I tossed it around, didn’t want to come back to the same old rest area on the coast because of the creep who’s moved in, and did want to get amongst the bushranger country. But it could mean the cracks in the windscreen require immediate fixing, which is 550 bucks I might be able to put off until rego.
So I’m going back down the Clyde.
The trip: (totally out of order)
I forgot about the dashcam for footage and photos. All that Moruya mist I missed.
