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  • Photos Along the Road to Hana

    Photos Along the Road to Hana

    Maui is not a big island – at 48 miles long and 26 miles across at its widest point, the expectation for new visitors is that you can get anywhere quite quickly.

    But, why would you want to?

    On this island, the journey is most definitely the destination, with numerous reasons to just pull over and take it all in. And no adventure more perfectly symbolizes this than the twisty Road to Hana. From our spot in Waliea, the drive is just over 50km, but it took us well over three hours to get there with all our stops along the way. (Add on a luscious three hour lunch with friends in Hana plus a very slow return and it made for a long but perfectly lovely day).

    Armed with the Gypsy Guide app to direct us, as well as a local friend to point out her favourite spots along the way, we were in very good hands leaving Waliea…

    Our first stop, just past mile marker 6, was to see a small field of eucalyptus trees with unique bark that appears to have been hand-painted shades of purple, green, and red.

    Not much farther, just passed mile marker 9, we stopped for a quick hike at Waikamoi Forest Ridge Trail. It has a few scenic overlooks and many varieties of flora to fawn over in a quick half hour loop.

    Past mile marker 16 was one of our favourite stops along the way, at the Keanae Peninsula. Pulsing waves thrashed at the rocky shore, and a church that withstood a tsunami in 1946 that tragically wiped out everything else and claimed dozens of lives.

    Besides all the stops, the road itself dictates slow-going. There are 46 one-lane bridges and 600 hairpin turns. There have been even been some talks to expand the road and bridges, but the locals have been vocal about preserving the relaxed nature of this drive.

    These tourists have to agree.

    There was a point in which we delightfully lost track of where we stopped and the names of what we saw – which makes us terribly unhelpful bloggers (sorry!) but extremely happy travelers.

    It must be reported, however, that the best stretch of the trip was that which we weren’t supposed to take.

    Most people return the way they came, but there is the option to continue and round the entire south end. Just passed Hana, the road gets a little dicey – the roads narrow even more, are rougher, and the guardrails appear to have seen better days. We were warned that our car rental insurance would not cover this part of the drive.

    We did it anyways.

    Did the fact that it was forbidden make it that much more attractive?

    Maybe, but the views also certainly helped.

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    If we had to do it over again, we would have definitely planned for an overnight in Hana so that we could have gone even slower and seen more. We spent almost three hours on the first ~20km and then realized we needed to pick things up and cut out others.

    The Gypsy Guide app was definitely handy – it picked up our location on GPS and pointed out all the attractions along the way. It even gave historic information that our accompanying Maui friend had not heard before.

  • M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I

    M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I

    I cannot explain why, but I never for one second expected to be taken aback by seeing the mighty Mississip’. It wasn’t on my “list of things to do” while in Wisconsin. I never actively sought it out, and we only made a specific stop because someone had commented that we were near a scenic look-out.

    Upon seeing it spread out below while perched on a bluff’s edge, the iconicity of it hit me with force. Not only because it is the second largest river in the country at over 2,500 miles, or of it’s importance in shaping American history, but because of it’s place in my own life and memories.

    My sentimental reaction arose from ‘that little trip we took in 1814‘. And Huck Finn. And the song ‘Mississippi Queen‘ that rolled around in my head for a couple of days afterwards.

    And, well, the ravishing beauty that greeted us in our panoramic view.

    The build-up: our walk to the bluff’s edge, framed by snaky tree branches and along a thin stone path.

    In all it’s glory.

    Another vantage point, from the magnificent river’s edge.

  • Autumn in Ann Arbor

    Autumn in Ann Arbor

    Growing up in Alberta, our falls were unremarkable. There was little variation in the changing colors of the leaves – a lot of yellow, brown, and if we were lucky, splashes of orange. Autumn never lasted long either, with strong winds coming off the mountains, the trees were completely bare within a couple of weeks. It was my favourite season for so many reasons and then disappointing for others.

    When we knew that we wanted to take a short break from travel and settle in North America during that time, we were really excited when this opportunity in Michigan came up for one significant reason – the pure artistry of a midwestern fall.

    Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower ~ Albert Camus

    Bittersweet October. The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter. ~ Carol Bishop Hipps

    Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree. ~ Emily Bronte

    Autumn wins you best by this, its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay. ~ Robert Browning