Rain. When I first arrived on Desroches Island, the rain stalked and prowled and lurked around like the relentless soundtrack from a gothic horror film. Yet all the malevolence and theatre of the sky couldn’t detract from what’s here on the ground. Speckled white coral washed up on the shore, scarlet birds flaming among raindrop-christened flowers, and the mottled grey-green-blue of the Indian Ocean splashing against the sand.
In time, the sun reappeared and I managed to get those postcard shots: those blue skies, white sands and turquoise waters that signal the Seychelles when they hit the headlines.
Yet I quite like my small collection here. They’re the hushed beauty I might easily have overlooked had the sun been with us all the time. So, to give you a taste of my first impression of the Seychelles, I thought I’d share them here with you.
Desroches Island in photos, in the rain. Enjoy.