“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 248 – 7th January, Thursday – Broadwater

Went back to Evans Head for another surf in the morning, but the waves were fairly small, and a storm was brewing, so we returned to the campsite and prepared for the rain. A bit of a panic on the way back when we had stopped at the garage for Ice and couldn’t get Betsy to start again. Turned out to be just a dodgy connection on the battery, but it did remind us just how worn out she is. We have almost driven 4,000kms in her already. Add that to the 304k that was already on the clock and I suppose she’s not doing too bad.
One of our neighbours at the site (a permanent resident) did a book swap with me... not sure if the Dan Brown and the Stephen Fry I gave him were really worth the seven war crime stories, half a cucumber and a portion of Iceberg lettuce he traded, but the guy seemed genuinely pleased to be able to clear some space on his bookshelf. Another lovely Kiwi.

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