'There are three of us in the car. Dave's driving. I'm in the passenger seat, knees bent, feet propped up on the esky. Behind me, the Subaru is overflowing. Tools, leather gloves, screws, rope, cable ties, towels. An Akubra hat dangles off the headrest. Maps are strewn everywhere and it smells like dust. Finn's wedged next to a strange contraption spread wide across two back seats.' (Publication abstract)