Waimea Canyon is called the Grand Canyon of Hawaii. Though I haven’t seen the latter yet, I’ve looked at many photos and there’s definitely a similarity.
It was very sunny and hazy the day we were there, but you can still see most of the colors.
April is a wonderful time to go because it’s not mobbed with people and tour buses.
When I was here in the summer six years ago, I could hardly find a place to stand.
You can even pay to have your picture taken with this guy:
We passed on that.
The road to Kilauea Lighthouse was so nice I had to stop and take a photo:
There’s only one word for the weather: perfect.
I do like the graphics on the sign that marks the lighthouse.
As you drive closer, there’s a wonderful view of the entire area:
Once you’re at the lighthouse, you can admire its beauty,
marvel at the aquamarine water below,
the waves crashing onto rocks,
or the surrounding vistas.
After the lighthouse, we drove along the highway until we came upon this sight:
Hanalei Valley is the greenest, loveliest patchwork quilt of farmland I’ve ever seen. The mountains aren’t too shabby either. Kauai is most definitely my favorite island.
Only one more Hawaii post after this one!