Halfway Across Australia
I moved toward Kimba Caravan park with the day's people, support, and small human moments giving the kilometres their shape.
By this stage, every day began with a negotiation between the plan and the body.
Kimba Caravan park was where we were aiming, but the bigger feeling was that another distant name was becoming real under my feet.
We realised that we were losing small amounts of distance, so now have the incredibly simple solution of dropping a pin on Apple maps every night, and cross-checking against the distance between “dropped pin” and “current location”.
Aside from the marvellous generosity and kindness of people, other news that day includes my left foot.
The hard skin, that was doing such a good job of protecting my feet, got a little wet in wet grass the other morning.
That gave me another 57.9 kilometres, and the accumulated total sat at 2394.6 kilometres.
That was the shape of so many HAA days: my feet doing the obvious work, and other people quietly making the impossible parts practical.
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