Pitch Conversations

For nine months, I lived with a problem I couldn’t name. On paper, the road was fine. The drawings checked out. The numbers closed. The levels and centre profiles behaved. And I say centre intentionally, for we will come back to this later. Even the digital terrain model agreed, though slightly hinting at trouble, but offering no explanations. The machine control on the grader was doing exactly what it been told to do, faithfully following the model, obedient to the math. And yet, standing on site, walking the edge of the pavement, something refused to sit right. There was a kink. Not dramatic. Not catastrophic. Just subtle enough to make…