Sheep

There were a few large diamonds on the beach this morning, though none in the middle of the night.

Rain and mist set in and though the volcanoes lurk to our right, we can’t see them.

This was the longish walk to the airplane crash site; sort of worth it even if it’s just to be on a weird pilgrimage through a few miles of nothingness.

Agu’s found us a good campsite with a dryer so we can sort ourselves a little before we re-enter civilisation.