Watching a live volcano at dusk has become a spectator sport at Hawaii Volcanoes National Park.
We found a bit of a traffic jam at the top of the mountain, and a uniformed ranger with a lighted wand guided us into an unmarked spot at a way-corner of the big parking lot.
The Jagger Observation Center was packed with folks.
I felt somewhat odd, standing with hundreds, rooting for a live volcano to rise higher as dark gathered.
If this baby really blows, life for so many will be altered. Or end.
My brother-in-law Scott, long with the Army Corps of Engineers, assured me that scientists keep a keen measure of it.
So I savored and pushed the button on my iPhone 6s.
When Karen and I visited this very spot in 2010, there was no lava in this crater. To me, that signals fast change.
These things are beyond me. Way.
Tomorrow: Touring Kona’s beer-maker