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Shower by the river to myself thence top up tank water and out of Moruya. Stopped by Bodalla SF rest area with a great spot vacant. I park and get out and the drunk hardcore bloke’s dog attacks me with kindness. I hear his radio going. No fucking way. No no no. Nightmare neighbour.

I stop at R’s spot on the way out, to say hello because he’d appreciate it. He has land up in the forest and invited me there. Sounds great as a Bodalla SF alternative.

Narooma lunch. Been quiet so far but getting boisterous now. Windy, too.

Have to get away from crowds and actually anyone.

UPDATE 1.55PM

Arrived Quaama. Hot very windy, plague of flies.

But (so far) alone!

UPDATE 2.25PM

I’ve lost my fly headnet. Disaster. Doubt I’ll be able to paint here tomorrow, or even stay. Fly nightmare.

UPDATE 3.20PM

Found it. Heaven on a stick. Still get flies everywhere else but the break from the face is priceless.

UPDATE 4.10PM

This is what I don’t understand. There’s 15-20m between me and the next vehicle. We’re at either ends of the carpark. This bloke screams in and reverses right next to me, doof doof music blaring.

What world are they living in? What world am I – not this one, I seemingly don’t exist.

I don’t understand.

UPDATE 5.30PM

Dinner today. Same as every other day.

But at Quaama in the battering wind and relentless flies.

4.20 PM.  Lovely and peaceful. Only one here.

Guaranteed to disturb anyone nearby. Guaranteed.

If two Subarus that look the same pull up – get as far away as possible.

These two don’t understand “community” – they regard this rest area and these positions in it as their own, and they don’t understand “rest area” – they regard this property as their free right,their own property, to use as a social club.

Parasites.

It’s a curse they found this place. They are a curse upon it.

Forced out of the usual spot because of the newly crowned Waldrens Pests, from the truckstop area to Batemans Bay.

Saw this and photographed it.

Shower at the centre McDonald’s for breakfast, then a car service I really needed.

Out to chat with MH at his shed.

Onto Moruya, water and groceries, and a sleep in the truckstop because the Waldrens Pests were staying again tonight.

More trouble with Bluetti. Horror customer service. So too Star Track.

Relaxing, now. Might be a nice night, with a heap of luck.