Big Island ending, abridged

All right, that's it. When a friend emails and asks where my new blog is, and can she see it, since I obviously have abandoned this one (that last part was unwritten but rightly implied), it's really, really time to do something.

Where were we? Oh yes: a sunny Wednesday in late March. Here's the quick and emphatic version of the remainder of my unblogged trip.


Petroglyphs. Cool! Too bad the carver caught someone on the commode.



Walk like an ancient Hawai'ian! do, dododo, do do dodo do do, dododo, do



Local beer sampler!



Sunset from halfway up Mauna Kea!



Look out!



Thursday:

White sand!


Black sand!


Tikis!


Turtle!



Yoga cabin!



Yoga chickens!



Cool lava is cool!



Hot lava is even cooler!



Friday:

Volcanoes National Park in the rain!



Kilauea spewing!



Sulphur protection or incompetent Wild West double stick up? You decide.



Flowers in a caldera!



Big slothy fern fiddleheads!



Lava tube!



Entrance to bonus lava tube with no lights!



Really dark!



Friday:

Lava trees!



Lava tree worship?



Lava attacks!



Sea arch!




Saturday:

Natural sauna cave!


Easier in than out!


Nut tour!



Chocolate tour!



Final packing and leaving!


Well, that's it. Good times, good times.

At last I've wrapped this up. In my next installment: the recent demise of my camera on a lonely country road north of Alexandria.