At the Gunn Point.
Looking good so far!I camp at a place called Gunn Point, about 40 km north of the city - I can even see a fair bit of its lights across the bay. The road there is so brand new that neither Apple Maps nor Hema Maps know about it, and only Google seems to be in the loop. There's clearly a reason why they bothered to build a good sealed road here: the place is quite lovely, and it's obviously popular with the locals: every now and then an occasional ute runs past me along the beach, from one unknown point to another. Hopefully the local crocodiles don't mind this kind of traffic.
Many lines, one circle.
Pandanus palms.This is where I spend my Christmas (not that I care very much about this particular holiday): all alone, pretty far away from everyone I know – except for M, who I'm going to meet a few days later. The only family I have here is a rather jovial and relaxed one who decides to have a picnic literally a few steps from where I am. In their defence, they planned to have it here a few days prior (I've seen the prepared fire pit earlier when I made my camp), and they seem to be very nice, and even their kids aren't making too much of a noise. They even offer me to join the BBQ, but I politely refuse: I'm quite enjoying my scenic solitude so far. A bottle of vodka that I have with me right now also helps.
Colours turn pastel.
Not bad overall!My electrics, however, don't feel nearly as fine. My solar panels don't keep up with the level of discharge I put it through – it doesn't help that one of the panels shorted due to a failure in the cord. I can fix that, but I can't fix the battery, which on the following night discharges past 11V and dies. Two batteries dead in two weeks! The weather is getting on my nerves, too: it's very hot and humid day in and day out, and I don't even bother to sleep in the car anymore. A folding bed in the tent (no blanket) is definitely a better option.
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