sorry to all of you for not keeping up but that has been 17 days without a day off. I'm lacking time and quite tired I must say. Luckily that country is still beautiful, lots of opportunities for shooting, even more now with the rains coming close.
The volcano doesn't fail to entertain me, but doesn't fail either to piss off the operators either. We were the first ones to lose one turbine engine. I must say that I was a bit concerned when the trouble started on me, so I decided to follow the road, just in case the thing would quit before landing. The engine compressor blades were corroded, eaten by the volcano chemicals! Then 2 other companies experienced the same symptoms. Probably more to come....let's brace ourselves.
The vocano smokes with Mt Kilimanjaro in the background. That was a striking moment.
Look at that plume, it climbs up a few km, then the winds pick up and bring the thing more than 100km to the South, passed Ngorongoro crater. Nearly on a daily basis! 19km up is still the record apparently.
Look carefully, it's not just a decent sunset, it's a sunset with a blowing volcano.
Finally one rare day when it was quiet. The mouth has changed so much, grew thick and large, there is no top flat floor anymore.
My scientist is quite excited with all those changes, that activity...he submits his PhD his month but will keep an eye even after. And am being published again but in the same volcano magazine. Maybe I should submit my shots somewhere else too, like to the Nat'l Geographic which has opened one monthly page for amateurs...I just need time! Maybe i should resign, take a few months off. I'm really tempted, am not made for hard work, I didn't come in Africa for that.
this morning was quite great: it had been pissing rains all night, with a coupla thunderstorms as well. So this morning, still heavily raining, common sense and professionalism required I'd take my jeep to go to work. But fuck the company, i jumped on my bike with all my bags protected with a poncho and waterproof covers and had a great time pedalling on the muddy tracks and through the puddles to the airport. Calvin, from 'Calvin and Hobbes', said that if your knees are not dirty by the end of the day, you have to reconsider your life. Lovin it, though sadly I can't apply that motto everyday... With a bit of organisation, I quickly look clean before I jump in the plane. Well I mean as clean as if I'd gone by car. I'll never look like an airline pilot. There are always people to complain about my comfy old shirts or trousers...weird.
ciao ben