So, 27 December wasn't my last run of the decade after all; my quad had recovered enough for me to feel that it was worth testing out today, and it came through it OK - wasn't much of a run, but at least there was no pain. Discovered in the process that Brindabella (a past Sydney-Hobart winner for the slightly incongruously-located Canberra Ocean Racing Club) now lives at South Wharf; surprising how small it is, and it was also looking a bit the worse for wear.
I spent most of the day trying to get a paper finished (to be used in the next IPCC report, papers need to be submitted by 31 December - I'm aware of at least one colleague who is still working on one as of 10.30pm) whilst not getting distracted too much by news of events in Mallacoota, Batemans Bay and points in between. While I didn't spend as much time around Batemans Bay as a lot of Canberrans did, I still know the area reasonably well (our family used to have a share in a place at Denhams Beach which may or may not still be standing), whilst the bulk of my experience of Mallacoota was waiting around for the winds to drop enough to fly to Gabo Island (the log entry
from then is possibly pertinent with hindsight).
Headed down after work to spend tonight and tomorrow back down at Blairgowrie, although in a moment of lapsed concentration I missed the exit onto Peninsula Link and therefore went through the back of Frankston for the first time in the few years, seeing in the process the signs to Lawson Avenue and Blaxland Avenue (you won't be surprised to learn that Wentworth isn't far away.
). Road signs also pointed to the 'Tour Of Frankston', presumably not this one