Volcano number 17: The easy-yet-hard volcano

I regretted it the moment the hill started to steepen. It was already hot and muggy, and within minutes of climbing through tropical rainforest to the crater lake lookout, I felt like I was slowly being steamed alive. Today was supposed to be the easy walk. A nice and gentle three-hour stroll around Lagoa das … Continue reading Volcano number 17: The easy-yet-hard volcano

Volcano number 16: The sublime crater lake volcano

The Yellow Bus’ door closed and it accelerated off before I could figure out if that was the stop I needed. I looked at the brochure and my map amid high-speed twists and turns. Yeah, I probably should have got off at that stop, I realised. Oh well, final stop it was then – the … Continue reading Volcano number 16: The sublime crater lake volcano

Volcano number 15: The not-what-it-was-supposed-to-be volcano

“I guess I should be grateful that I’m actually on my way to see a volcano,” I thought as the ‘Yellow Bus’ hurtled through the Azorean countryside, passing fields of maize and languid dairy cows. It had almost been a no-volcano day after a caffeine-deficient, panic-fuelled morning. I’d arrived in the Azores – the volcanic … Continue reading Volcano number 15: The not-what-it-was-supposed-to-be volcano