Sometimes you find somewhere that you know will always have
a special place in your heart. Cloudbridge is one of those places. It’s partly
the sheer outstanding beauty of the place, partly the wonderful, crazy
assortment of people we met there and partly the sense of fulfilment we have
from our work here. These three marvellous splashes of colour in our lives exploded
on our canvas creating a painting that will be engraved
into our souls for a good deal of time to come.
It is so rare to find people who are truly passionate about
what they believe in and what they stand for, and yet Bro and I have been
fortunate enough to meet so many on our trip. Tom and Frank are two of those people.
They live for that forest, they breathe the forest, and they are part of the
forest and I have rarely met such dedicated souls of the Earth. These guys are
up at 6, they work all day, they hammer, they dig, they plant, they drive, they
manage, they fix, they rescue, they create, they cultivate, they nurture, they observe,
they support…and Cloudbridge grows and recovers and breathes and relaxes a little, knowing
that it is in safe hands.
And then there’s everyone else. We have loved our
experiences of volunteering for many reasons, but partly because of the
wonderful hodgepodge of people we meet, all making their own way through the
world, on their own mission to make it a little better. The guys we met at
Cloudbridge, have certainly enriched our lives through knowing them, and have
taught me so much about the kind of person I want to be.
So Frank, Tom, Linda, Genevieve, Charles, Anna, Alan, Bob, David,
Jenn, Barb, Michelle, Simon and Brigitte…I salute you!
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