October 4

With all intention to advance early upon the greater world, found an inertia of diversion to delay any such activity until noon. Discovered, then, that no one wanted to come out for play until after lunch so found additional occupation until 1400 when David & Jacqui of Jackster picked me up to go ashore.

Clad in ultimate tree climbing footwear, sandals, Dave and I scampered (scampered I say!) to the peak of the great banyan's canopy where camera battery was discovered low. As scampering is limited by contract to once a day, spare battery on boat was useless. Perhaps tomorrow.

Again utilizing ideal foot stabilization devices, climbed over island ridge to beautiful beach on opposite side after visiting with Bob, a Tasmanian wood carver, who lives here in his solitary hut half the year. The most recent piece seemed to be a quite good, foot high caricature of himself.

Two bits of interest (or not): 1) As in medieval times no one has a surname while cruising, e.g. Robin of Loxley, Stuart of Imagine, Jack of Anthem. Only royalty such as the Plantagenets had such designations even though, as happens, Inspiration Lady's last names are King, which might cause confusion if it were known, but it isn't. And 2) Sandals are perfect for all local activities because lace-up shoes quickly become horticulture experiments and toes can eventually go missing.

Jack