Cold

I was asked before I left Katherine if I would continue writing my blog. I figured I would write if I felt like I would have something to write home about. So far, I have only been out a few times because generally after knocking off for the week I'm too knackered to go out. This has resulted in me being more of a  hermit than I was in Katherine. 

There's a bit of a bucket list of things I want to see and do during my time down here. However, the realisation that the weather will only be so nice for so long has just dawned on me.

I sat in the car this morning, not in any hurry to get out of it and stand at the bus stop. When I got in the car the thermometer said 11 degrees. I had seen it at that temperature before so I tried not to let it bother me but the moment I started winding my way down to Mt Barker that temperature dropped to 9 degrees and I screamed. Even though the refrigerant had hissed its way ot of the car's air conditioning system back in June last year, the heat still works fine... thankfully. 

Having come from South Australia you think I would quickly adapt back to this frozen state, but no, it's a bit difficult to wrap my head around the idea of such low temperatures when it's only frigging February. Winter comes and you'll find me dealing with the nights using three dogs, not two.