On Saturday, we took a spin around the oldest volcano on the Big Island. Kohala is the northwestern tip of the island. On one side, is the desert of the “Kohala Coast”. The top is often shrouded in white fluffy clouds which are formed by the moist air of the northeastern rainforest boiling up over the top of the mountain. In the distance to the northwest, on a clear day you can see the looming mountain of Haleakala on Maui.
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On the northern tip of the island is the small town of Hawi. The folks of Hawi are very much aware of their position on the island, and their small downtown area is like a cluster of tourist-aimed shops.
There is an ice cream shop there that has some of the most interesting flavors I’ve seen. Shout out to G-Snap (ginger ice cream with actual crystalized ginger in it), and Chili-Chocolate (chocolate with a small kick of cayenne pepper).
We wandered through all the shops, considering purchases of t-shirts, hoodies, books, crystals, mugs, coffee, folk-art … actually I amend my earlier statement. It’s more like wandering a high-end craft fair. Most of the things available in Hawi are locally made.
For the return from Hawi, we took the road up over the top of Kohala. Here, the ready supply of moist air creates verdant pasture land. The green fields over the top of Kohala are where most of the cattle ranches can be found.
Up over the top, and down the mountainside road to Waimea
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