When the power went off on Friday, he felt prepared with a small gas cooker, torch, handsaw and other useful gear he keeps in his four-wheel drive work vehicle.
On Thursday night, the children slept through the worsening storm but, at 3am on Friday, the State Emergency Services (SES) ordered an evacuation.
"The evacuation was pretty exciting. They wanted us to go to the local high school hall, but I thought with 400 people squashed in there it would be too stressful for the kids. They let us stay in another cabin which was more sheltered, and it withstood up to 270km/h winds."
During the morning, there was a lull. "That was the eye, which was 10km away. We were sitting in a tiny cabin in the eye of a grade-5 cyclone."
The bangs and crashes, flexing of windows, bending of walls, the shaking of the cabin began again with more terrible force. Mr Hoult drilled into his children that should there be a bigger bang or crash they must run into the bathroom, shut the door and huddle into a ball.
"Thankfully, it never came to that. At no stage was I really concerned about our safety. At worst, we would have got wet."
But Mr Hoult said it was shocking to emerge after the cyclone and see the damage.
"I'm a true blue Northland boy, I'm an organised father. I can take a bit of a storm, and I spent six years working in Borneo where I had everything possible thrown at me weather wise. But this ... wow. Thank goodness it came during the day. It would have been terrifying at night."