Josh walked with me and was really tired by this point so I left him at the dead-end roundabout thing while I walked to the car which was parked at the top of the hill (I actually did ask him whether he was concerned by this and he said he wasn't worried and that most likely nothing would happen - foreshadowing...) and by the time I got there and began to drive back down, he had already walked 3/4 of the way up the hill because he was spooked by a bunch of people with flashlights walking around and then a small blue car being driven down by the quarry lake. Even worse, a car drove past me as I was walking back to my car, and I asked if Josh had seen it and he said no (but it would've had to drive past him...? Spooky).
Also, I spoke with some residents (Sunday afternoon is good for hanging out letters because everyone's garage doors are open) and they are enthusiastic about being interviewed (one guy wanted to be interviewed right then and there, and said it was unfortunate that I had just missed a huge group of motorcyclists leaving the quarry).
|I can see why many of the empty blocks of land here remain undeveloped and unsold... seems like levelling the block would be a hassle|
|Spot the cat|
|Gotta love these giant chunks of basalt hanging out on the footpath|
|There were cameras EVERYWHERE. It was so strange. They weren't there last time|
|You can barely see the cockatoo family. How good is that giant bunch of trees|
|Imagine having to dig through that basalt to make the block suitable for a house|