On Thursday, June 1st we drove down South. Actually we drove to the southern most point of the United States. It was a long, windy, slow drive.
We finally made it to Southpoint. The drive to the end of the earth was a one lane, incredibly bumpy ride. Jeremy is at the top of the Southpoint Cliff. He jumped 40 feet into this beautiful water.
It was extremely windy here and we had sand all over us by the time we made it back to the car.
We then went to the Southern most bakery. It was delicious. We had lunch and then some sweets. They had malasadas that were to die for. I had an apple malasada and a peach/pineapple turnover. YUM!
Riding back up the southeast side of the island.
The backseat riders were pretty tired.
We made it to Volcano National Park and went to see the active craters while the girls slept in the car with Lyndsey.
We woke Haven up to see it because that is all she had been talking about since we had been in Hawaii.
We went to see the Lava tubes. It was pretty cool to think that lava had actually come through there at some point.
We finally saw the nene geese.
Lava flow remains from January 1974.
We continued our drive and finally made it to Kalani, where Lyndsey works.
As soon as we got out, we could see the rain coming and a beautiful rainbow.
The girls and their Aunt.
We were sad to say goodbye to Lyndsey, but we were we also starving. We ended in the tiny, extremely hippy town of Pahoa. We ate some of the best pizza we had ever tasted!
It took about 2.5 hours in the dark to get back to the opposite side of the island. Luckily, the girls slept most of the way. So, we actually went around the whole island that day. Pretty cool!