My first glimpse of Norfolk Island was a brief flash of emerald green hills through the low cloud cover. As the aircraft banked to the left, it rocked up and down and within minutes we were heading towards the ground. So much ocean and so little ground. I knew very little of this place and yet I was going to spend the next two years living here amongst a strange and unique culture.
It wasn’t until I was virtually boarding the aircraft that I learnt the descendants of the infamous naval mutiny aboard HMS Bounty, now inhabited the island. This was the first of some unexpected surprises. Read the full article here.
Image: Ruins of the old prison at Kingston, Norfolk Island. Image: G Hardwick.
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