Outside our lodgings is a substantial levy that goes for kilometres around Wagga. There is a hefty steel fence made from large steel girders that are dug deep into the ground, the wall being one metre high with local water inhabitants drawn on the third of a metre wide wall.
It was a smooth introduction into this busy town and a great escape to walk or cycle next to a very low Murrumbidgee. We chose to walk into town enjoying the activity as though it was a witness to past hardship.
A surprise awaited us on the Yass side of town. The flatness at last came to its exclusive end as real hills came into view. Slightly undulating hills became roller coaster rides in some spots. For me it was a stark change. While the flat land offered a sense of unreality, a starkness that was all encompassing, and a mostly isolated road on a community minded road user who waved to unknown people as though great friends.
The hills and corners provided a greater sense of the unknown, as well as a larger driving challenge – there were more things that could affect your attention and potentially making an error. It was even a challenge guiding our car off the main drag especially if there was a concern of being in the wrong lane or watching for the turn off. Our choice of town was
Narrabri, just off the beaten track in its quiet short main street where we chose a coffee over a very low Murumbridgee.
We sidestepped to Canberra where I visited a hypnotherapist relation of a friend. The catalyst was some months of poor sleep which I found annoying because it also affected my bed friend.The practitioner was excellent – highly capable, friendly observant, totally client focussed and open for business. i will soon put it to the test and would be happy to share this experience with others especially if it works.
The hills are getting steeper and the corners sharper and with many more cars on the road it is becoming more dangerous. Tonight brings us in to the very wide main street of Braidwood – what fore thought for the councils to build such wide roads with double the amount of parking. We look forward to exploring this amazing main street of Braidwood to discover what useage has been made of its great array of treasured buildings.

In most, it’s just a very normal thing,
Receiving plaudits as you strive to reach
A goal, that life has helped us all to bring,
To focus on, to learn and then to teach.
For those who have a neuroplastic hole
It’s harder to believe that this is right,
‘Cause they believe for them there is no goal,
Why bother then, the evidence is tight.
But there’s a crack, that needs a dose of will
And laced with motivation there’s a chance,
To see the value in that task until,
The pleasure and the energy enhance.
That moves you further on and then toward
That special goal, and dopamine reward.