Can’t ever get enough of such a spectacular event. Lava lake in the crater again. Pele has come back to the surface to show her beauty.
Living the island life
Still Kona-side, I visited the 2nd Heiau and enjoyed a morning and an evening at different beaches, with a nice Birthday dinner in between at the Lava Lava Beach Club that was about to close done for major renovation works.
It was a bit a squeeze I have to say to time the 100th dive well. It had started with an online cancellation of the booking I had made for a two-tank dive on O’ahu that would have gotten me to 98 dives – which meant another two-tank with the final sunset dive with the Mantas would get me to the round number. Then the shore dive I got spontaneously booked in on O’ahu turned out to be only a single tank dive, so I booked another activity on the Big Island for the day before the big day. And there we were all ready to jump aboard at Keauhou Boat Harbor when eventually the call came in that the boat was sitting out in open water with no electrics working whatsoever. So again I was stuck but got lucky just talking my way into joining another boat that was leaving – the rare advantage of a solo traveler. So finally, I did get to do the Kona Manta Night Dive as the 100th dive.
And this time, thanks to Dramaqueen-Dramamine, I was not the one sick on the boat. But the night before I could have sworn I’d never get on another boat. Ever.
The last time I was at Po’ohonua o Honaunau that I can remember, I was dispatched as a volunteer from Hawai’i Volcanoes National Park to support the big festivities there in 2012. It sure felt much calmer this evening with a little drizzle from the sky.
Before heading to a quick shore dive, making up for a cancellation of a prearranged booking on the south shore, I looped around the eastern part of O’ahu.
I know, it is so far. But it felt like such a long time ago. I just had to go back. Call it my own treat for my (delayed) 40th birthday 🙂
and learning to retrieve the ball
to prepare for our full forensic project highlighting both the massive extent of the destruction along the entire valley as well as the massive solidarity.
A slightly surprising winter reappearance in the middle of Spring in April. At last, we were able to test the new Christmas present and went sledding with Farkas almost in front of the house. Seems to go well…
