All right, these are the last twenty seven pictures of the Big Island, I promise ;)
We started Saturday by driving down to the black sand beach. Even though I knew that's what it was called, I was still caught off guard by the sand. It's for-reals black!
|Because it just wouldn't be me without a pic of my kid's hiney, you know?|
This is how frickin windy it was. We woulda gone swimming if it wasn't for that dang wind!!
Then we headed back up the mountain for lunch and to drive way down to the coast, where the lava hits the ocean. We considered taking the hike to see it, but it's like seven miles or something, and I wasn't even sure WHAT it is that we would get to see, so I chickened out.
On the way, we stopped to check out these lava 'trees' and to play around. Like I said, we're not used to spending a lot of time in the car.
|Daisy ate a few lava stones. They made it through just fine.|
We thought this was HILARIOUS. Lava is super light. Like, insanely light.
Then we hit the coast. It was breathtaking, to say the least.
And of course, just what you want to see when you take your four babies on a hike...
A sign about how life threatening this is. Nice!
On the drive back up, we stopped to hike out to the petroglyphs. I have to say, I don't exactly get it. Ancient Hawaiians made these carvings in the lava. Way out in the middle of the field, far far from the road. Which, granted, they probably didn't have a minivan, it was just weird. And it was just at this one spot.
See that shot on the bottom of that collage up there? All those little holes are places where people stuck umbilical cords.
Then we went home and died. Actually, no, that was the night we drove down to Hilo to eat at Lucy's Tacoria or something like that.
It. Was. Awesomesauce. I shoulda taken a picture. If you go to the Big Island and you do not eat there, we aren't friends anymore. First of all, the food was to die for. Second? They had a play area for the kids!!!
Looks pretty sketch on the outside. And you stand in a (long ass) line, place your order at a counter, and then fight for a table. But there's a reason that line is so long.
My mouth is watering.
So THEN we went home and fell into a coma.
And Sunday was the best day. We did the hike I'd been wanting to do. In the pouring down rain. And it was perfect and magical and just perfect. And magical.
|Can you see me?|
I don't understand what these curly things are. But I love them. I took at least twenty pictures of them.
The mist in the air and fog on my lens gave these shots a PERFECT flaw. I love them all.
We checked out the big steam vent one last time before we left the park. Safety first!!
The last thing we did before heading to the airport was check out this cave thing. You can't see much in these pictures, but basically, you pull over on the side of the road, climb down the steepest, narrowist stairs in the history of ever, and then you're in this HUGE cave slash lava tube type thing. Other people had those headlight flashlight things and went INTO the cave, but needless to say, I was NOT interested in that.
And then we flew home and went back to real life. Gross.