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DIGGING THROUGH SOME OLD EMAILS

DIGGING THROUGH SOME OLD EMAILS

Came across this old email but accident tonight, and in the midst of another oppressive book deadline, when I sometimes question the sanity of this line of work, it’s little glimmers of light like this that keep me going:

“I wanted to tell you how much a 67/8?? year old has just enjoyed reading your book. An old surfer – just before the era or girls riding boards – still using the body for wave catching, and a recent discoverer of the outback and the west of Australia, I loved your book on so many levels. My quite-a-bit older brother was one of the earlier surfers at Bells in the early 50s so wave stories were part of my growing up. Your book, borrowed from the library after hearing you on abc radio one morning, was an escape, an adventure, a great yarn, a sometimes moving description of so many places I’ve seen and those I haven’t, and a bit of a meditation on family, travel, camping, luck, love and delight in what we have here – the wonder of our coast, country and our bloody good luck to have been born here to such an amazing freedom. Freedom to work, to leave work for a while, to wander at will, to befriend anyone, anywhere, to experience those outback nights, those massive waves, those lonely beaches. Thanks so much for taking me for the ride. And to your family for letting us share it with them. Thanks so much….”

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