Boat was the only way home. A huge fire storm had engulfed Ku’ring-gai National Park, and jumped across the M1 Motorway, burning out the trains and blocking all traffic in and out of Sydney.
Dave was trapped, just like millions of nameless commuters jammed into this hellish sardine tin of burning embers. Yet, like a bat out of hell, he had to get home. She’d never leave the house. Would rather go up in flames, than face her fear.
Dad’s dingy would never make it across the Hawkesbury, but he had to try. Only love could find a way now.
Bushfires are quite a normal, anticipated events, especially during a blazing Australian Summer. It is not uncommon for the M1 Motorway, the only main road North out of Sydney, to be closed due to bushfires and on such instances, the trains are likely to be down too leaving stranded commuters to crash out wherever they can for the night. My husband has been caught up in these closures, although our house is nowhere near the bush.
If you are wanting to read a first hand account of driving through such fires, Kimberley’s Bushfire Diary is worth checking out.