“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

Sunday, 10 January 2010

Day 244 – 3rd January 2010, Sunday, Mundoolan

Mary’s friend called to warn of a storm coming, saying that the radio report advised people to batten down the hatches. We checked the satellite images on the internet and decided to go for it since it looked like it would pass further north nearer Brisbane and we were heading south.
We said our goodbyes and left around noon, stopping at Tugun beach for a rain-soaked surf before continuing along the coast to Tabebullah where we sat out the rain on the estuary, feeling a little dejected.

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