Pretty much a day of waiting.
Arrived in Wodonga early to drop Ripley off to get a radio installed and have a major service. This was going to be an all day job.
Initially, I considered summoning an Uber to take me over to the nearby (and much larger) city of Albury. But after walking down to the local Belvoir Park Lake, and finding a lush shady spot to read (and nap) and watch a old local dude sailing his radio-controlled model sailboat, I lost all interest in going to a crowded neon shopping mall. Despite the promise of airconditioning.
Wodonga is weird. I was trying to cross a busy main road. As per instructions (see picture) I dropped my shorts & flipped out my junk. Not only did the traffic not stop, it actually sped up significantly, and the drivers were dynamically disrespectful in a multitude of uncooth ways.
I shall be writing to the local council.
I picked up Ripley at 5 pm, which still gave me ample daylight to drive the 2.5 hrs back to Jugiong.
Threading my way through magnificent storm cells all the way.
It was a surreal landscape of foreboding dark purple clouds sliced through with intense shafts of golden evening light. Quite breathtaking at times.
Having survived any tempest calamities, I rolled into Jugiong at dusk. Once parked up, the storm chasing adrenaline wore off and I was suddenly bone exhausted. So. A quick dinner, clean up, a bracingly cold shower (I couldnt even be bothered waiting for the water to heat) and off to lay in bed.
I slept like a baby.
A short walk from my campsite to a delicious breakfast. The way it should be…(as the Fonz would say) exactamundo.
Today’s sponsor: Jansen86 (Shout me a coffee using the tip jar at the bottom of the page)
Location: Long Track Cafe. Jugiong. ///litigate.yellowed.camp
Coffee: 8.5/10 lost 0.5 for only serving in takeaway cups. But hey, COVID.