When we picked up my mom at the airport, we decided to go to the part of the island that none of us had ever been: Iao Valley. Most of this part of the island belongs to the National Park
Our arrival in Hana two days ago coincided with the setting of the sun. On the windward (eastern) side of Haleakala, the sun sets over the mountain a little past 4:30, and the area is quickly plunged into darkness.
We awoke early in the morning, partly because we still hadn’t gotten over our jetlag, but also because we were supposed to pick up my mother from the airport. She lives on Oahu, so it was relatively easy for her