Kona sits by the sunny sea.
Hilo stands next to the rumbling volcano.
That simplifies the geography of the Big Island, sure, but that’s the way it looked to our Dodge Journey stocked with tourists for a day of wandering from the former to the latter smack dab in the middle of our dream family vacation.
My dear wife Karen’s brother Scott joined us for the drive to catch as many sights as we could fit in. Born in Los Angeles like all five of the siblings, this middle child is only one who still lives in that state. And he’s had opportunity to visit Hawaii a handful of times and was glad to share his expertise.
My terrific daughter Elisabeth rode shotgun with sensational significant George Three at the wheel. My dear wife Karen took the wayback seat. Scott and I were in the back seat. We all shared great conversation in the hour-plus early morning drive around the loop to the first stop.
Great call, Scott, designating the Waipio Lookout as stop No. 1.
Nature did its job here.
We went our own ways to investigate.
There was plenty to learn about the area.
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We came together for photo opportunities, too.
Really, though, much more time was spent taking stock of where we were and what it meant. We noticed that people indeed seemed to live at the bottom.
They got there by driving down a long and very winding road.
What a long, strange trip that must be. Sort of like the Syracuse snow …
Tomorrow: Onto the Falls