Kona – Day 42

We’re off to see Madam Pele. But watch the road, Billy!

A little more from yesterday’s excellent adventure.

We’d been on the road for about an hour when things started looking promising.

We can see lava!

At this point, we declare the trip a success. Never mind that we are still far from our destination. 

Lava. And a spectacular sky.

Eventually, Volcanoes National Park. But first: traffic and parking.

In the Park. In the traffic.

We got a great parking spot – right next to where the Ranger was directing traffic. Made it super easy to get in and out of traffic.

First-ever view of lava fountaining.

Did I mention it was foggy and raining and cold? It’s always foggy and raining at this overlook. There are steam vents. They increase the fogginess. But, makes it warmer.

Bet my photo is just as good! Not.
Monique and Billy
This is better. Chairs and Brunch.

We spent a lot of time watching the cloud through our binoculars.

As the afternoon moves on, I try shots that should never be attempted with a telephone.

Without binoculars, you really can’t see the structure of the plume. The USGS explains the “stuff” in the air:

Another hazard closer to the vent is fallout of Pele’s hair and other volcanic fragments from lava fountains. Pele’s hair is strands of volcanic glass often produced by lava fountaining activity and can be carried well over 10 miles from the vent. Other hot glassy volcanic fragments including Peleʻs hair, volcanic ash, pumice, scoria, and reticulite can fall on the ground within 1-2 miles  of the eruptive vent(s) with the highest concentrations downwind of the vent(s). Pumice and other volcanic fragments have fallen on Highway 11 west of Hawaiʻi Volcanoes National Park depending on wind and eruption conditions. 

Our faithful truck was covered in Pele’s hair and little bits of glassy tephra on the trip home — until the rain washed it all off. We didn’t get coated in “volcanic fragments” because the wind was in our favor.

The cloud was reported to be 35,000 feet.

Time to leave. As we walked back to the truck, we saw a woman rushing to the overlook, yelling, “We’re going to miss our plane!”

One last look while piling back in the truck.
Back home in time for sunset at 5:30.

And all that tephra makes the sunsets better.

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