There is a famous and somewhat difficult to reach beach near Kailua. We had some early morning time before we were going to have to go to the airport. Thus, at 5:30 AM we ate those pineapple turnovers from yesterday and drove to the neighborhood perched along Lanikai Beach.
The small strip of the softest golden sand imaginable is protected by a reef and has views of nearby Moku Nui and Moku Iki, two seabird sanctuary islets
Hans had a rest on the beach blanket and went for a walk while I went for a short dip. The water was a little too playful for very good snorkeling but I saw some tiny striped fish during the lovely sunrise. About an hour later it was time to go.
Thankfully the rental car return was quick. I had dropped Hans off at the hotel (after we returned our rental gear from Snorkel Bob’s). Now it was time to shower and pack. Ha. It took me a solid hour to get all of my things organized but we were ready to hail a rideshare outside of the hotel on time for our flight to Hawai’i.
We shared a quick and ridiculously expensive (by Hawaiian standards) “lunch” of a tiny pizza and one beer.
The inter-island flight went exactly as I remember from 23 years ago. In one hour there is just enough time to gain altitude, drink the cup of fruit juice that's practically thrown at you, have the garbage collected, and land.
For our arrival at the Kona airport I had pre-arranged a little surprise for Hans. A bored looking young woman was waiting ouside of the security area with a sign that said “Hans and Dani”. I said “Oooohhhh, what’s this, Hans?”. We were each adorned with a purple flower lei and welcomed to Kona. The leis had to be stowed in the backseat of our new rental car, a Chevy Equinox, for the 2.5 hour drive to Volcano Village Estates, our B&B for the next three nights. Hans suggested that we take the saddle road between Mauna Kea and Mauna Loa.
I knew that the “big island” was big...but...wow. The landscape is so different from anything that I expected. It’s certainly a place of many micro-climates. The old lava flows are really cool and the old volcanoes just dominate the view everywhere. Once we crossed to the windward side (east), the high clouds enveloped everything and the visibility was very poor. Once we passed Hilo and made our way to Volcanoes it was still misting but not as hard.
The B&B cottage had a small kitchenette, where our breakfast would be placed in the minifridge for the next morning each day. There was nothing left to do except unpack and find somewhere for dinner.
Across the highway was the tiny restaurant for Lanikai Brewing Company. In the cool and drizzly weather it felt good to have proper beer and pizza. The few TVs in the space had either World Cup footage or the USGS livestream of the Kilauea Volcano. The food was pretty darn good and our favorite pizza was the one with pesto, goat cheese, and hot honey. I made the mental note that I would like to replicate that combination of pizza toppings at home.
Afterwards we went to the nearby general store to check it out for supplies. We did not buy any food but I purchased a bottle of wine from the local Volcano Winery – their Volcano Red! It seemed on-brand for the coming days. Back at our cottage we had a little bit of the wine, which was alright...it was fruity and a bit tart. Fine for sipping in front of the gas fireplace before bedtime. It sounds ludicrous after sweating our bums off for the last several days. Here at the higher altitude of Volcano Village it feels a little bit Alaska-y. We like it!











































