We sneak over the locked gate and into the forbidden zone. It is early morning but already the volcano before us is sliced in half by a vast white cloud, the summit swallowed. We haven’t been moving for more than five minutes when we spy a truck. We duck behind thornbushes and then creep along an embankment trying to get a view. There are five men marching single file through the volcanic moonscape. They must be official---they had a key to get their truck through the gate. If we’re spotted, we will be immediately arrested.
“We need to circle around,” whispers Ginge Fullen, who has many years of evasion skills. Ginge is bald-headed, built like a wrestler and has a heavy Yorkshire accent. He was born in Nigeria, grew up in England and has been around the world dozens of times. He’s the only person I’ve ever met who has been arrested in more countries than I have.
This is the story of our illegal ascent of the Soufrière Hills stratovolcano in the Caribbean.
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