Return to Moondilla
“There was a heavy dew and every drop of moisture seemed shot through with irradiated light. The early fog over the river had evaporated in the sunlight, and now a very blue sky contrasted against the lush green banks of the river.
Baxter had packed his Esky with tucker and taken it down to the Flora Jane before Steve Lewis arrived. He also loaded a big plastic container of water, mostly for Chief, and the dog’s stainless-steel water bowl. They’d filled up the tank two nights before, when Le...wis and his family had dropped by Riverview for dinner, and the engine started immediately.
‘Sweet as apple pie,’ Lewis said and smiled as he listened to the engine’s beat.
‘You do the steering, Steve,’ Baxter suggested. ‘You know where you’re going and the best way to get there, and I’m still on a learning curve.’ Lewis nodded and climbed into the boat. ‘You’ll definitely need a bit of practice to learn how to handle her in the swell.’ There was no one else out on the river at this early hour.MoreLess
Baxter had packed his Esky with tucker and taken it down to the Flora Jane before Steve Lewis arrived. He also loaded a big plastic container of water, mostly for Chief, and the dog’s stainless-steel water bowl. They’d filled up the tank two nights before, when Le...wis and his family had dropped by Riverview for dinner, and the engine started immediately.
‘Sweet as apple pie,’ Lewis said and smiled as he listened to the engine’s beat.
‘You do the steering, Steve,’ Baxter suggested. ‘You know where you’re going and the best way to get there, and I’m still on a learning curve.’ Lewis nodded and climbed into the boat. ‘You’ll definitely need a bit of practice to learn how to handle her in the swell.’ There was no one else out on the river at this early hour.MoreLess
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