Fools rush in where angels fear to tread (Alexander Pope)
Late afternoon at Lake Mokoan, 30kms from home, it's 4:00PM an hour before sundown, full frontal light on the lake,
hastily I drive off road (big mistake), creative juices flowing, get closer, don't get bogged ... famous last thought!

The Pintara goes down, stick trick fails, black looks from Janette as night closes in,
I call our daughter who arrives in the Land Rover 40 minutes later and hooks us out.

Downunder it gets dark quickly, I grab a few quickies that don't compose well.

Soggy underfoot, looking for angles, it's bitterly cold.

... my next car will be a 4WD!
Late afternoon at Lake Mokoan, 30kms from home, it's 4:00PM an hour before sundown, full frontal light on the lake,
hastily I drive off road (big mistake), creative juices flowing, get closer, don't get bogged ... famous last thought!

The Pintara goes down, stick trick fails, black looks from Janette as night closes in,
I call our daughter who arrives in the Land Rover 40 minutes later and hooks us out.

Downunder it gets dark quickly, I grab a few quickies that don't compose well.

Soggy underfoot, looking for angles, it's bitterly cold.

... my next car will be a 4WD!
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