We're walking along the riverside park by our campsite, going to check the other two sites down the road. Its warm this morning, quick moving clouds making the weather feverishly changeable. I'm alternating between my wool jumper and plain t-shirt, draping the jumper heavily over my shoulders. I can still taste breakfast, muesli and yogurt, which we ate late. The park's dry, dusty, sparsely decorated with thin grass due to its proximity to the river. People jog and play sports a distance off but you can hear their coach over the water.Monday, May 5, 2008
Day 37, Baywon River Caravan Parks, Geelong
We're walking along the riverside park by our campsite, going to check the other two sites down the road. Its warm this morning, quick moving clouds making the weather feverishly changeable. I'm alternating between my wool jumper and plain t-shirt, draping the jumper heavily over my shoulders. I can still taste breakfast, muesli and yogurt, which we ate late. The park's dry, dusty, sparsely decorated with thin grass due to its proximity to the river. People jog and play sports a distance off but you can hear their coach over the water.
