A Mission to Heal Our Planet
But then we came across a sight that stopped us in our tracks. We got out of the van to take a closer look. Dust rose up from below and with it came a cacophony of engines, falling rocks, men shouting. Bulldozers were gouging the side of the valley, and a conveyor belt of dozens of lorries carried soil and rubble up roads slashed into the slopes, returning empty for more. Another dam. And this one was going to be colossal. I thought of the tiny bluethroat and felt helpless. How could it stand a chance against development on this scale?
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