“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” –Mark Jenkins
Saturday, 13 February 2010
Day 278 – 6th February, Saturday. Narooma to Drouin.
Drove all day and slept at a campsite off the Princes Highway in Drouin. No-one in the office when we arrived and so we had no access to the amenities (they are generally locked permanently in Oz. Leaving a deposit for a key is the only way in). We managed to find a baby’s bathroom tucked-away at the back of the laundry room which we used for the evening and figured we’d get a shower another time. Shattered. Too many miles today.