Der Tag, an dem es regnete
Another story told by pictures...the day in NZ when it rained.

The valleys were shrouded in mist and low clouds as a light, perpetual drizzle fell from the overcast skies.

It was so cold, i huddled up in the shelter, wrapped in a sleeping bag.

Without my boots, of course!

As the dark clouds gathered yet again...
guowei decided to come and partake in the suffering of the freezer-shelter.

The mist spreaded to our deployment ground on Carbuncle! How everyone in the 5-tonne survived still eludes me. Perhaps they hibernated in their sleeping bags too. However...

The rain stopped after a fashion...

The clouds parted enough for some sunlight to dry out the earth...

I showed up
barefooted on the deployment ground (my boots were still on the generator drying)

Proof that the ground is soft but dry even after a shower: i ran on it!
boss said we could all go back to camp...it
was the end of pre-FATEP,
non? But before we left, we went
Band of Brothers-ish...
It was so cold that i couldn't do what i like doing best (when the radar is down/no tracking and there's no
boss/CI/CO hovering around...)

Being a
sleep-O and dreaming the hours away...
7093 Wörter noch über NZ
Since pictures are worth a thousand words...
reuben waxing lyrical whilst sitting on a tank track.
TA Battery: Happy family@Nursery

I have a thing for this
picture of heaven-like pictures, huh?

The
day it rained...it was so cold there was fog everywhere. Maybe we were among the clouds.

From the top of the hill at Nursery. Bite-sized radars!
Harts, a place i never went to.

Sunrise@Carbuncle. It's bitterly cold in the mornings, but once the Sun comes out and thaws you out, you'll know that it's gonna be a damn beautiful day.

No expedition can succeed without medical support!

Mount Ruapehu. And my 2nd home.

'Welcome to NZ, gentlemen...'

eric, contemplating the intricacies of life

Auckland, taken in a strange light...