The valley was hot, humid, and stagnant under a listless haze and a deck of cirrus that cast shade everywhere. Half an hour into the drive the aircon was struggling and Cath was the first to crack a window in an attempt to find a bit more more relief. H was up front covering herself in blockout and Conrad was behind the wheel steering a course for the Mount Royal Range. In 90min we were lakeside, Glennies Creek bombout. White streamers were tied to the fence line and settled near vertical to waft around in the light breeze.
