It takes a moment for her compose herself on the bank under the myrtle trees. Willow is wary of the river, not quite sure what to make of the sound of the water flowing over the rocks. I pick her up and carry her the rest of the way to the banks. She follows me to the track down to the Whyte River. This usually starts with her jumping out the sliding door and spending some time under the van.įrom there she can get comfortable with her surroundings before exploring further. On the days that we do need to move on we make sure Willow enjoys her outdoor time in the mornings before we head off. Now, we are due in Hobart in about a week to visit family which means we must press on. We stay for a couple of days at most camps, or even a week or two when there’s no pressure to move on. The chilly night had passed in the town that isn’t really here, Luina – current population about 7. Being a convenient layover between Waratah and Savage River on the way to the West Coast, in clearing to the North a group of travellers had also set up camp. But we weren’t the only temporary citizens. Yesterday evening the three of us arrived after dark and found a quiet space to park the van on an old street.
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