Drifting down the Darling can best be described as the incoherent thoughts of a traveller who will use any excuse to put a boat onto the Darling River and then write crazy stories about birds. These stories are often made up and he blames others for 't understanding him' as the reason he exaggerates. Do t listen to anything he says about Australian birds - ne of his observations are based on skill, truth, or even reality. Although he often denies it, Tony Pritchard was born and raised in West Dubbo. He spent his first twenty years staring at pigeons but is t sure why he did this. He has resisted various attempts to educate him and subsequently cant count beyond twenty-one. He is also an ungrateful swine who blames his Dubbo upbringing for his personality disorders, the reason he drifted on the Darling River for almost eighteen months and the fact that he tells lies every time he opens his mouth. He is a failed tradie who has caused several hundred roofs in Dubbo to leak, a former footballer who ran onto the field at least twice, and a confused person who keeps searching for things. In an effort to gain sympathy, he also recalls the difficulties he faced in foreign countries. Things such as being strip-searched in Israel, and a couple of unconventional departures (usually kwn by Customs as being deported). Throughout the Darling River story we learn about Pritchard's insecurities, anxieties and other fine character points. He says this river trip made a man out of him, but we've heard of those who say he may have his genders mixed up. After drifting down the Darling, he lived alone for a year next to the Macquarie Marshes, and this is where Pritchard unravelled. He rejects the assumption that he had a mental breakdown. 'It was a spiritual awakening', he said. 'One that gave me great insight into an approach to living that to this day gets me by. I am w more secretive with emotions.' This book will surely set back memoir writing fifty years.
Tony Pritchard was born in Dubbo, New South Wales, in 1952. He has travelled extensively and rates the Darling River as the best place in the world. He currently lives in a shed in Brisbane and is sometimes home to feed the chooks, water the chokoes and to make more lists. His wife loves him.