Camp CB, Phillip Island
22 October 2016
Day 11 dawned slightly more cheerful than its predecessor, although for a while we were diving in and out of our tents to get out of the showers. It was also still blowing hard. I felt a little better, so I joined the others wondering around the track, visiting the merchandise tent …
… eating, dodging squalls and watching chaps using motorbikes to dry the water from the track …
It was slow and painstaking, but you can see it worked eventually
Late in the day we found a shelter from the wind where we could set up our camp stoves and cook dinner, engage in spirited conversation and ponder the fate of the world.
Things looked OK at bed time.
