We found a quiet, empty and very small hideaway yesterday, admits what I thought were troublingly crowded beaches (we almost turned around and went home). In the distance is the island of Kaho’olawe, and just in front I could make out the water spouts of whales.
Just next to where we were sitting was this old lava tube. I imagined red hot molten lava pouring out of it and into the ocean, many moons ago.
