Wake, around 6am, and a blessing comes to me (it seems to me to be prompted by my walking partner, creative love), for this household, who have offered me hospitality unbidden (at least by me):
"The shalom-peace that's gold
and means a thriving life,
be unto this household,
through plenty & through strife." (Audio)
[When Pete wants to write it, I text it to him. Above is an edited version after re-reading it through the day. Take your pick, but with blessings, the focus isn't really on the words, they are just carriers.]
Breaky, then Pete suggests I take a packed lunch, which I gladly do. Then pack my day pack, and the trolley.
We have a few spoken riddles, back and forth. Cal got my riddle to him, finally. I still have not got the one Cal gave me. This is what I heard: "What's brown, it has a head and a tail, but no arms and no legs?" (It isn't a brown snake. And I've found out that it's not living). [Oh, re-reading this twenty minutes later, i just got it! What might have helped me get it was that I had also found that "there were none of them at their house, and none normally at school, unless a teacher who collected them brought one in, to show the kids". I think the word collected, along with my own mistake of pluralising the words head & tail, helped me think of the answer. Good one, Cal.]
Peter has given me one of his welding caps. I'll wear it gladly.
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Around 8am, on their way to Cal's school, Peter and Cal drop me off where they picked me up last night. Pete says he can see his tyre marks in the clover beside the road, where he did his U-ey last night. It matches my memory, and the little video I took by the light of my head lamp.
The plan is that they'll drop my trolley off at the Garah Hotel, and now I get another day in of walking without a trolley. Yee har! Thanks you two.
A lovely quite cloudy day, with a warm sun popping out now and then, and a cool breeze. They say it might start bucketing down this arvy, and definitely the next day, or two.
We'll see.
I arrive at the Garah Club Hotel about 2pm, and the publican Fred, shouts me a beer. This is a little community hub. With the rain tomorrow, I have to decide whether to book in & just stay put, or book in and try to walk without the trolley, and then get a lift back to a meal & bed. Well, either way, it looks like I may as well book in for tomorrow night too. Then I may as well take a break from walking on Sunday. So I may as well book in for Sat & Sunday nights too. And then Monday morning, try to get a lift with the trolley back to where-ever I got to on Saturday evening. I'm booked (but to be confirmed Monday morning) into the Two-mile Hotel/Motel Monday night on the Queensland side of the border at Mungindi. (And might have some time for shopping in Mungindi on Monday)
Dinner tonight might be a good time to let folk know at the pub about my
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