27/05/2025
This pic takes us back to Day One of our opal mining journey.
We hit the dirt in Vicki’s late dad’s old rig—nervous, excited, and ready for whatever came next. With Karen’s dad guiding us, we got our hands dirty, had a few laughs, and learned heaps.
It felt like the past and future shaking hands in the red dust of Andamooka.
Thanks for being part of this ride—it truly means the world.