Heading ‘Home’ to the Farm

Heading ‘Home’ to the Farm

We were contented but weary travelers as we drove from Mauna Kea to our home away from home on the coffee farm. All the excitement, packing and unpacking between Airbnbs and physical exertion were taking a minor toll, at least on me. I was looking forward to snuggling up on the futon with the cats purring around us. Continue reading

Up the Snow-Capped Mountain

Up the Snow-Capped Mountain

Once again, Molly navigated and I drove through rain to get to our place in Hilo. It was dark, and we were antsy and feeling a bit like nomads when we arrived about 7:30 p.m. Molly directed us into a modern complex, and we parked in the spot that corresponded with our room—213. At the door, Molly punched in a code: 1948. We were inside. Continue reading

There was Air, Alright, in This Airbnb

There was Air, Alright, in This Airbnb

In addition to serving as Chief Excellent Navigator, Molly was also in charge of finding us places to stay for the two nights we were on Hilo side and away from the farm. Our first Airbnb reservation was at a place called Lucy’s Camp in Da Jungle, and after we left Lava Land, Molly guided us there while I squinted through the windshield in the teeming rain. Continue reading

A Once-in-a-Lifetime Sight

A Once-in-a-Lifetime Sight

The terrain heading into the lava viewing area in Kamokuna was a smooth yet dusty and rocky road, a residential road, if you can believe it. This area is called Lava Land by the locals. It covers several hundred miles that once housed a town and was home to 600 residences; it was all destroyed several years after the lava in the current eruption began flowing in 1983. Continue reading