The Way Back

July 21st 1981

The alarm went off on cue at 4, but I ignored it, as did Val, more or less, apart from giving me a perfunctory nudge.  We finally got ourselves together

November 12th 1981

Our last day in Canada, our last day with Brent + Liz.  We’ve really enjoyed our time with them.  They weren’t over-solicitous, yet managed to make us feel at home

April 7th 1983

The wind continued to howl + the rain to pour, so in the hut we remained, reading, writing letters.  I felt proud, or proudish, to complete two and a half

Australia – a summary

Chris with fellow salesmen Richard, Pat, Angela, Patrick When I last posted this blog, Val and I had just arrived in Melbourne, having flown in from New Zealand.  And as

September 17th 1983

Today being party day, we made the effort to rise at a respectable hour, + head into Mosman to purchase the necessary shopping.  Also the necessary chores – having the

September 18th 1983

Val being plied with alcohol at Giovanni’s. Considering the lateness of the hour we went to bed – 4 or so – we were up at quite a reasonable hour,

September 19th 1983

Val hitching (with competition ahead of us.) The alarm went off on time at 5.30, + was the signal for a good deal of panic: so much to do, so

September 20th 1983

Pat (an earlier picture, from Sydney) An early start – we’d promised that when we’d been allowed to camp.  So our tent was down even before 7.  Tea + toast

September 21st 1983

We had a later start than we’d intended, since Pat was up + showered, breakfasted + off to work before we stirred.  Still, it wasn’t too much longer, then we

September 22nd 1983

Val at Surfers’ Paradise In order to escape paying however much the local council would be demanding from us to stay at their campsite, we arose at an exceptionally early

September 23rd 1983

Tony and Chris The really big news of the morning, which we heard first broadcast over the radio, + then from Tony as he knocked on our door for our

September 24th 1983

Today was animal day, beginning to end.  To start with, we discovered we’d been attacked by ants during the night.  Fortunately, we have become so accustomed to the little bastards

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