Dammit! I hate it when you making a long post and you time out when you post it and you lose everything you wrote!
Take Two!
My wife decides we should go see the newly created viewing area where the lava is crossing the road. It's nine miles from our home so we figure let's do it!
Seven miles in we have to stop because of the line of parked cars on the unpaved cinder road. It's 7pm and we begin our 2-mile walk past the line of cars to the front of the line. When we get there we find it's another 1/2-mile to the viewing area. What's another half mile right? When we get to the roped off area guarded by police I strain to see the lava which is about another 100-yards away. I see burning coals from a distance, is what it looks like and am greatly disappointed.
A woman tells me there's a better spot to view the lava dropping off into the ocean and points to an area where a few people are winding their way to the ocean along a marked pathway thru the pahoehole and a'a lava fields. "They look like night marchers" I tell my wife as our family mark the end of the group of hikers.
When we get there...it was a 3/4-mile hike, we see more of the same...a faint glow from several hundred feet away oozing into the ocean. Again disappointed. Then it rains.
My kids want to stay a bit as the group of hikers make their way back up in the rainstorm so we hang out with the state workers watching the area. The rain stops and we all begin the 3/4-mile hike back up to the main viewing area including the workers. It's almost 10pm and the viewing area is shutting down.
We get to the top and are pretty much the last to leave and we begin the 2-1/2 mile walk back to our car as the Police, Civil Defense and state workers pass us in their 4-wheel drive SUV's leaving our family walking in total darkness except our flashlights and light sticks.
So here we are my family walking along an unlit unpaved cinder road with a lava flow to our backs a few hundred feet away on an active volcano. "Right" I'm telling my wife who is slowly moving faster in the direction of our car. "This is insane" I'm telling myself as I see three light sticks of varying colors (representing three of my kids) bouncing around (occasionally falling down) in the distance ahead of me.
Okay I know the yellow light stick is my 4-year old son Jesse as it's closer to the ground and the flashing lights from his Go Diego Go sneakers was the dead give away. My wife and kids are slowly increasing the gap between them and myself as we walk to the car in absolute darkness. I'm pulling up the rear just to make sure we don't leave anyone behind.
An hour has passed and I can hear my 10-year old complaining, "are we there yet?" My 12-year old replies, "We've been walking for only an hour!"
There are no cars on the road as we continue the walk back. About a half hour later I figure we must be getting closer to our Kid Hauler minivan and I pull out my car remote and begin to press press press the unlock button, looking in vain for the flashing lights of our van in response. Nothing.
Then it happened. The distinct amber driving lights of our minivan responds to me. My kids almost walked right past our lone van in the dark night. We go home, we shower, and we go to sleep, all for this one photo below.
Take Two!
My wife decides we should go see the newly created viewing area where the lava is crossing the road. It's nine miles from our home so we figure let's do it!
Seven miles in we have to stop because of the line of parked cars on the unpaved cinder road. It's 7pm and we begin our 2-mile walk past the line of cars to the front of the line. When we get there we find it's another 1/2-mile to the viewing area. What's another half mile right? When we get to the roped off area guarded by police I strain to see the lava which is about another 100-yards away. I see burning coals from a distance, is what it looks like and am greatly disappointed.
A woman tells me there's a better spot to view the lava dropping off into the ocean and points to an area where a few people are winding their way to the ocean along a marked pathway thru the pahoehole and a'a lava fields. "They look like night marchers" I tell my wife as our family mark the end of the group of hikers.
When we get there...it was a 3/4-mile hike, we see more of the same...a faint glow from several hundred feet away oozing into the ocean. Again disappointed. Then it rains.
My kids want to stay a bit as the group of hikers make their way back up in the rainstorm so we hang out with the state workers watching the area. The rain stops and we all begin the 3/4-mile hike back up to the main viewing area including the workers. It's almost 10pm and the viewing area is shutting down.
We get to the top and are pretty much the last to leave and we begin the 2-1/2 mile walk back to our car as the Police, Civil Defense and state workers pass us in their 4-wheel drive SUV's leaving our family walking in total darkness except our flashlights and light sticks.
So here we are my family walking along an unlit unpaved cinder road with a lava flow to our backs a few hundred feet away on an active volcano. "Right" I'm telling my wife who is slowly moving faster in the direction of our car. "This is insane" I'm telling myself as I see three light sticks of varying colors (representing three of my kids) bouncing around (occasionally falling down) in the distance ahead of me.
Okay I know the yellow light stick is my 4-year old son Jesse as it's closer to the ground and the flashing lights from his Go Diego Go sneakers was the dead give away. My wife and kids are slowly increasing the gap between them and myself as we walk to the car in absolute darkness. I'm pulling up the rear just to make sure we don't leave anyone behind.
An hour has passed and I can hear my 10-year old complaining, "are we there yet?" My 12-year old replies, "We've been walking for only an hour!"
There are no cars on the road as we continue the walk back. About a half hour later I figure we must be getting closer to our Kid Hauler minivan and I pull out my car remote and begin to press press press the unlock button, looking in vain for the flashing lights of our van in response. Nothing.
Then it happened. The distinct amber driving lights of our minivan responds to me. My kids almost walked right past our lone van in the dark night. We go home, we shower, and we go to sleep, all for this one photo below.
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