Everyone knows, one of the top Maui attractions, and Hawai’i in general, is “Sunrise at Haleakula”.
Haleakula is an almost extinct volcano, in its final death throes, which apparently is the reason Maui exists. Almost 10,000 feet up above sea level the peak is supposed to provide a magnificent light show for sunrise, sunset, and stargazing.
We asked the resort for a wakeup call, and also set our alarms. 3:45 we were awakened and started to groggily pack up our hotel room. Luckily we had done a lot of the packing and prep the previous night, so it was a drop quicker. By 4:30, very efficient bellhop in tow, (you really get used to this lifestyle) we were on the road. The drive to Haleakula according to GPS, is about 1 hour. In the dark night we set out in our trusty Jeep.
The roads were windy and twisty, much like the road to Hana. Eventually, about an hour into the trip, we reached the entrance to the park. Although we had already paid entrance fee on a different entrance for the Seven Sacred Pools, our entry had expired and we had to pay again. $10, and an encounter with a grumpy park agent, we were off winding our way to the top of the Haleakula volcano. They say as you drive up, you can see the crater which formed when the lava flowed, but we couldn’t see anything in the dark and mist. The sky was cloudy, but we were hopeful as the higher we climbed the clearer it got. The stars got closer and closer as we got higher and higher. We were feeling the elevation in our ears and stomachs, at least I was, and it’s not all that pleasant. Near the peak, I was feeling lightheaded.
At last, we reached the top. We saw a little house in the distance, I guess that’s where the tourists go to see the sunrise. Despite dressing in layers, 2 shirts, 2 leggings, 2 hoodies, it was brutally cold up there. NYers will laugh, but yes, it was 35’ with a fierce wind and I missed my North Face coat and gloves! With about 30 minutes till sunrise, we went out and braved the cold and wind. It was SO COLD!!! The wet cold seeps into your bones. We huddled up and tried to keep our minds off the cold, but the cloud cover was so heavy, this wasn’t looking promising. The best sunrises at Haleakula are when there are some clouds, but not a full cloud cover. We waited and it felt like forever til 7:58. Slowly, the lining of the sun became visible, but not much else. The entire mountain was shrouded in fog and mist. We couldn’t see the crater or the views at all. One of the tour guides started doing a sun dance and yodeling away, and it seemed to work. We all cheered enthusiastically when the sun broke through the heavy clouds and peeked out over us all, warming us a drop with its warmth and rays. Behind us, a rainbow appeared through the clouds. Despite not being able to see much, it was still beautiful and a very special experience. Definitely not to be missed, but hopefully with better weather.
We thawed in the car, and then rolled our way back down the mountain, heading for the airport. The weather was awful, rainy, cloudy, very dank and dark. We were awarded with some beautiful rainbows though. A drop of the mountain was visible in the light, but no major viewpoints, it was simply too cloudy. We couldn’t even sit on a beach until boarding, it was pouring rain.
We had to go through our food bags, and the car, which was an adventure in of itself, but I’ll spare you the gory details. We were at last, leis around necks, checked in, our luggage checked all the way to JFK thanks to the nice Hawai’ain Airlines clerk. That was a huge relief as it spared us luggage charges thru Delta, and additional check ins in Honolulu. Of course, we met up with our new friends, we looked cool, calm and collected, as they breezed through check in. Since they actually cook on vacation, they shlep less..
We boarded our 25 minute flight to Honolulu and lickety split, arrived in Oahu. There was an agricultural check and they wanted to take our tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, sugar snap peas, avocados and god knows whatever else we had crammed into our shopping bags. The security lady suggested we go make a picnic and come back so we did just that. We settled down in a grassy area (despite the rain) and ate our lunch. After we rid ourselves of the extra stuff we were off to our gate.
Flight uneventful, 6 long hours to Los Angeles. Kosher Coffee Bean awaited, Frappuccinos, YUM. The airport was FULL of our kind, presumably, they all got free tickets to LA. Most religious families didn’t go as far as Hawai’i. I personally think anyone that goes to Hawai’i with babies and kids, needs their head examined.
Another 5 hours, and we were in NY. How did that happen??? Where did the whales and black sand beaches go???? Of course, we lost our extra luggage, but not our checked in carryons. We filed a luggage report, and got into a cab… home. I’m not sure why we left.