I've always wanted to get a photograph of a pelican taking off over water at sunset, and last night I got my chance at Mallacoota as we sat watching fireworks in pastels from the comfort of our tent.
It was a day of strangely pastel fireworks in real life as well. We've barely moved from the shade of the awning, chatting for hours with a charming young German couple, interspersed with calls from our people talking to their people. If all goes well, (and why would it?) we may even have a contract in a week or so.
We think we'll hang around here for another day, then perhaps we too will fly off into the sunset.