2 April

Quiet day pottering around camp: reading, Dave fishing, and a walk in the afternoon.

It’s a wonderful camp site: right on the Lachlan, which was also mainly dry until a few weeks ago. Lots of Big Old Trees, and even a bit of understorey. It seems they have left a small border of trees along the River. Thank goodness. Or it would all be as flat and denuded as the fileds and paddocks all around.