I've been on other volcanic islands before and I've always had the general sense of, "Ok, so this place was created by molten rock that came out of that mountain over there." *shrug* But yesterday we went to Volcanoes National Park and saw the lava flows in person. Not fresh lava, as that's flowing too far away to which to hike, but we saw the devastation caused by countless millions of tons of liquid earth. Words fail to describe it and pictures barely capture a fraction of seeing, in every direction as far as the eye can see, the field of devastation.
Also, at sunset, I was the most southern man in the United States. Or southernmost, whichever. But it was at sunset, so that makes it official, in the recordbooks.
We spent the morning of "Black Friday" at the farmer's market. Fortunately, you don't have to get there at 4am to get a good deal. Lots of seashell jewelry and fresh fruits. In the afternoon we drove South down the coast to Kealakekua and Honaunau. Saw some sea turtles that crawled up on the beach to rest and some lush, nearly-rainforest hills. There are flowers everywhere, mostly bougainvilla (in every color of the rainbow) but some plumeria and even HUGE pointsettias. Here's sunset yesterday and just before sunrise today...
Aloha, part 1
Dispatch from the Big Island...
It's 7am Friday, that makes it about 11am back home. I've been up for about 2 hours. Beth and I met up in Phoenix and flew together from there to Kona. We're here until next week, staying with my parents. Contrary to my regular vacation philosophy, there are no plans. There's plenty to see and do, but we'll get around to it whenever we feel like it.
This is the beach across the street from our condo, sunset yesterday...
I don't like my nuts in your mouth