Grey overcast uninvited like the clouds kind of day turned out quite nice. Took the crew, 5 autistic folk to Scarborough Pub for lunch. It's about an hour south of Sydney, we drove through beautiful National Park as the mist rose above the trees and covered the forest in a mysterious dense layer, and we watched the changing flora and fauna, the hidden treetops, the strange beauty of the austrailian wilderness, harsh like a creul mistress waiting to be tamed. We drove over the new bridge finished recently as the rocks from the cliff destroyed the old road and the geologists discovered the whole face unsafe, 3 years in the making, cutting a coastal community in half, the bridge extends over the ocean and we marvelled at its engineering, driving slowey with the ocean on one side and the magnificent cliff the other.
The guys enjoyed their food, beer and warmth of country locals. Drove back in the rain, all full of adventure, joy and a warm satisfying feeling.
Yep sometimes I truly love my job.