We sat on the compacted ash that made the edge of the crater, our legs dangling into the huge cavernous hole that opened to the earth’ score.The velvety night wrapped around us as we watched the three vents glowing fiery red in the dark.
Without warning, a rumble came deep from within the crater, building to a crescendo when, with a release of noxious gas, an explosion rent the air and large chunks of molten rock were thrown, landing within metres of where we sat.
As we made our escape Jenny exploded like the volcano, Yasur.
“How dare they put us in such danger letting us sit on the edge like that when it could have just fallen into the crater with that shaking that came just before it exploded,” she said.
“I know Jen but for me it has to be a first – two volcanos and three vents in one night: Yasur and you, and Yasur, you and the whole fish I’m having for dinner.”
Thank you to Denise from Girlie on the Edge for coming up with the prompt word vent and for hosting SSS.
Mt Yasur on the island of Tanna, Vanuatu and Lake Siwi prior to the lakes disappearance.
Mt Yasur from the rim
Mt Tavurvur in Rabaul Papua New Guinea.