A dozen extra walkers paced it out from the old Butter Factory into the town proper. We were welcomed by the Mayor and Uncle Tom, an elder of the Gumbayngirr people, beside the inspiring David Helfgott sculpture. A delicious supper awaited us at the showground pavilion. As the bats flew out to the forests for a night of feasting and pollinating, the walkers took their rest. From the pre-dawn the returning bats reminded me of the schism between the bat lovers and the bat detesters.
As I listened to their chorus I was happy to celebrate their presence and trust that people who appreciate their contribution to the local ecology will be drawn to this lovely town.