What a great way to kick start this blog by finding something in the archives that was never posted. Something from a very long time ago( 2007) when our children were small, when life was a little less complicated and we had time to laze in the sun and swim in the warm waters of the South Pacific. The place was Yate , a small town on the east coast of New Caledonia. To get there it was a drive through La Parc de la Riviere Blue - Lac de Yate and down a mountain that used to scare the bejesus out of me but all that anxiety of the last task was worth it. Because at the end of the journey there was a camp ground, exotic and lush with plants, rock pools that would interest any passerby and a perfect beach to relax on with a sundowner or two. Many good memories were made here!
Well we have just sat out our 1st cyclone here in Noumea. There has been many promising to come over the last 4 years but none ever actually made it across the mountain ranges that lays down the centre of this island. Vania obviously was very persistant and wnated to show us what she was made off. We spent Thursday waiting to see if anything was going to come of the tropical depression the was moving over Vanuatu then 5pm that afternoon everything & everybody was preparing for the lockdown that comes with the code red warning. From Thursday evening the winds started howling and the rain was coming in sheets. We watched this from the safety of our home or should I say heard for the next 36 hours. It is a very weird feeling to be in the middle of such a storm. It was eerily grey and you feel all closed in, to look out the window you see a haze over the landscape which is just the rain falling but it makes everything all blurry. There were no cars moving around and no li...