Up the coast near a little place called Woy Woy is a hidden gem of a quarry.
Friends of ours take their dogs there to have a daily run and swim in the waters but I took today to head up by myself and explore the place a little by myself.
With no one around, and no dogs to hunt the ducks, the place felt silent with a breeze rustling the nearby eucalyptus. Then more sounds started filtering in. First insects, then frogs, then birds and the occasional cow from a nearby farm came flooding into my senses. It’s been a long time since I have been able to just walk around listening and not thinking about anything in particular.
With all the apps and courses on well-bing flooding our lives, I have forgotten that a simple walk to nowhere felt like a cleansing of sorts.
Then I pulled out the bloody drone and broke the silence to take some photos of the sandstone dams. The pace looks like an alien landscape from above.