A few days before Hurricane Ana was supposed to hit [and the steady flow of Pu’u O’o approaching] we made a trip down to Kalapana. The waves were raging and everyone was abuzz. Contrary to the media’s warning to avoid the area there was fair share of locals.. including students who’s school day got cancelled. Rightfully so. The waves weren’t record breaking but big enough to want to watch and take in it’s beauty.
The Kalapana-Kapoho Road that runs parallel to the ocean is magical. We stopped off on the side of the road where massive waves were crashing into the cliffs creating little tide pools. Most of the Kalapana-Kapoho coastline is deep water caused by young lava flows causing dramatic drops from land to sea. We collected fern, weaved haku, and lounged in a tide pool. We also drove to the end of the road and stopped at one of my favorite views from the road. I hate to be redundant but this place has magic in the air. I cannot explain it but there’s a reason Pele has been here for thousands of years and where hippies decide to stay.
It was a great day, spent with good people, in one of the most beautiful places on earth.
A little deeper into that special place.