Forces of Nature

So, it keeps on raining - fiercely.

Then one day, about five days ago, we drove up the lane towards Paleokatuna, turned off onto our little track, and screeched to a halt just before the corner of doom: we had a chasm:




So we turned the car round, walked cross-country to the site,
collected the wheelbarrow
and some tools and became road-menders.




Dave collected big stones, and tipped them in the gully, and I infilled with smaller stones and gravel. (My days as a conservation volunteer in Bath, learning dry stone walling, finally came in useful!)










Eventually, we had a passable repair, but we'd lost another day of work on site at Goat Bottom.

- and the Corner of Doom is just a bit of a tighter squeeze.