Describe your first glimpse of Hawke’s Bay.
When we flew in, it was a lovely day and you could see the water - but obviously, you couldn’t see the detail of the damage and what had happened.
On the drive home [in Napier] there were people queued up at service stations and supermarkets, and it was a little bit surreal from that perspective. I’ve spent close to 30 years in the Army Reserve and I’ve been overseas in the Middle East on operations and that’s the sort of thing that you see overseas. You don’t see it in New Zealand.
I got home and I finally managed to make contact with my family. My daughters ran out onto the road and gave me a big hug. Then I laid my pack down and said ‘Right, I need to go back to work’.
But the drive from Napier to Hastings, that’s when I sort of started to see, you know, the cars that were on the side of the road flooded out, the metres of silt. The bridge that I drive over to go to work every day, the vegetation and slash that was piled up onto that bridge which is many metres above above the water. The Tūtaekurī river was angry. And there were containers floating down, and apple boxes, and all this debris coming down the river.