In the 1970’s some time.
We went down to Jingellic primary school. There were bushfires to the north. The men were out fighting the fires. The women and children, such as myself, were in the town proving a support like making sandwiches for the firefighters. It was about 40 degrees, the air bone dry.
I remember jumping in the Jingellic creek wearing my clothes, shorts and a t-shirt. The water was do cold that I did not stay in it for long. But when I got out all the water on my clothes evaporated in an instant. I was freezing cold and had to find a warm spot in the sun to warm up.
I didn’t jump in the creek again.