Sunday, 4 May 2008

Yasur



We flew to Tanna on Thursday to visit the volcano. The volcano is called Yasur, which means 'old man' in the local language. Tanna is an incredibly beautiful island; it is dark green and the highlands, called middlebush, in the middle of the island look like somewhere in central america. Tanna means earth and the island produces delicious organic coffee as well as the ubiquitous coconuts and kava. It took a couple of hours to cross the island, it was slow going, because of all the rain we have had in the past month the road was a bit non existent in parts, and we also had to stop when we came across a group of men playing petanque in the road. Halfway across the island the volcano came into view and the ash plain looked incredible, like a desert because of the contrast with the lushness of the rest of the island. This is Willy who drove us to the volcano, he is wading across the lake to find the best route for the jeep.

We got to the top of the volcano about an hour before sunset. I was quite nervous, it didn’t seem entirely sensible to be standing on the edge of an active volcano. There are two craters with three vents in each crater. They took turns to blow out smoke and molten lava and the sound was like standing next to a 747 taking off. Occasionally one of the holes would send out an enormous gust of magma and you could feel the ground quake. As it went dark and we could see the fireworks it was really quite spectacular.
Knowing what to expect doesn’t really prepare you for standing on the edge of a volcano.

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