This past week saw the team reach a significant moment in the project – digging holes. Holes that are necessary procedure to understand the condition of the site, informing the design, foundations and supporting our planning application. A feat which inches us forward to delivering the first phase of Greyhope Bay – a viewing platform and cafe and a new connection to our coast.

And yet in the moment I’m not sure I took it in.

This project can be all consuming, trying to keep things moving, spinning endless plates, so it was only on reflection that I realised the significance of the day.

We dug a hole – an actual physical hole – we did something physical and visible…for a brief moment before we back filled the holes…but we did it.

A moment that would not have happened without the perseverance and community of support that has built around this project over the past 3 years. The result of months of planning, and many years of dreaming, we achieved this small but significant moment.

A site altered by our purpose.

And what we got from digging holes was a whole lot more than drainage rates and soil type.

On that day, standing on site with me, was a digger man, an engineer, an archaeologist and architect, there for the project, excited to be a part of it, musing on its significance, inspired by its beauty and as a result, invested in its outcome.

The process connected the team with the site in a new way. We dug into its potential and discovered its realities, testing the design and form of our development not only for its construction but also for the visitor experience.  A team newly bonded by a deeper understanding of Greyhope Bay’s purpose – connecting our city with our marine world.

I had only thought about digging holes that day, and yet it was in the act of doing that we gained so much.