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MAUI'S ROAD TO HANA PROMISES THE GARDEN OF EDEN

8/8/2012

 
In the weeks leading up to our trip to Maui, I’d done very little homework preparing for our two week stay courtesy of our neighbor and obviously fond, fond friend (thanks again Bob!).  To borrow a much used excuse, my homework had ‘gone to the dogs’ when I retired from teaching. Fortunately Jim was good at providing answers.

Jim is the activities director in our relationship.  He truly makes me feel pampered when we travel.  He takes care of our flights, rents the cars, handles our accommodations, and even books activities at our destinations prior to our departure.  My job is to shop, pack, and get my hair and nails done.  And of course, he always lets me have the window seat when we fly. He is a keeper. 
 
Doctors may make the worst patients, but retired school teachers make the worst students.   

Besides, how much could be new under Maui’s ever present sun, much less the logistics of lying in the sun. 
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What, you thought you'd see me in a swim suit? I'll spare you the ugly details.
 Jim assured me the pristine beaches were still there,
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It sure looks flat from here.
Hawaiians were still doing the hula (better to learn by doing anyway; reading just doesn’t cut it when it comes to dancing),
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Raise your hands if you're sure.
and most bartenders worth their salt could make a decent margarita.  
 
I am such a dunce.  Where’s my corner?  I’ll go quietly.  

My window seat on United Airlines felt a lot like a corner after 9 hours of flying, so when it was all said and done I did manage some prep time prior to landing.  

 
Before I did my homework, I had no idea Maui was more than just a pretty face. Yes, the goddess delivered when it came to sex appeal;  the allure of those pristine beaches and tall palm trees have seduced the gods as well as every explorer, preacher and tourist since she first stepped out of the water thousands of years ago.  But she has substance too.  I bet you didn’t know her curves, Haleakala and Hale Mahina, are just the tips of the largest underwater volcanic mountain range in the world.  Go figure.  One volcano is even bigger than the other, standard in the curves department. 
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No silicon valley here. Mother nature does too good a job to require enhancements.
And like any goddess, she expects devotion for delivering paradise, at the very least a little respect for the powers that be. Thank god (or goddess) human sacrifices are no longer in vogue.  

Jim and I were feeling more curious than obliged when we took off on the Road to Hana (R2H), one of the last vestiges of old Hawai'i that welcomes between 1000 and 1200 visitors a day.  Hana is truly a fitting altar of worship to Haleakala; both are legendary.  

 
Hawaiian legend (not the ramblings of a tourist with just enough literary license to make it look like she’s done all her homework) says the demigod Maui, (obviously half man and half god), lived in Hana with his mother Hina when the day was only three or four hours long (probably when Haleakala was busy spewing hot lava and blotting out the sun). 

  
And of course, what little demigod doesn’t want more time to play outdoors especially given he is without a computer or video games.  And so as legend goes Maui went up to the top of Haleakala and lassoed the sun god Kala, letting Kala go only after he promised to move slowly across the sky, thus extending the daylight hours and Maui’s time outdoors.  That’s the unadulterated truth, at least as far as myths go and my imagination.

I find history so much more interesting now that I’ve accumulated enough years to fashion a few legends of my own.  But I digress.

The R2H is a narrow, two-lane road with more attractions (40 pages worth in the guidebook) than we could handle in one day.  Okay, I confess.  I didn’t do my homework, again!  As you well know by now, any homework was done on the fly (this has an all too familiar ring to it);
which is how we missed the trail leading to the bamboo forest that I really, really, really wanted to see and photograph.  And by the time we got to the mile marker for the grave site of Charles Lindbergh, Jim was on a mission for which there was no stopping. The destination was becoming a wee bit more important than the journey. Needless to say, one day hardly does justice to this Garden of Eden.  For numerous reasons, we should have booked a room in Hana for the night.

We did see lots of the tropical rainforest (including the rain responsible for this lush paradise)
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Just how loudly does one need to spell the word quiet?
that the R2H meanders through for almost 40 miles on harrowing curves perilously close to
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The R2H has more curves than those dotting the beaches below.
500 foot cliffs with views to die for (you think?).  It wasn’t difficult to imagine this road was once just a hiking trail in the 1500’s.  The trail was paved using cinders in 1926 and covered with asphalt in 1962.  Alas, even paradise has been paved, but in this instance, there was no room for a parking lot. 
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The scenery rather than cell phones is the biggest distraction for drivers along the R2H.
We counted over 50 one-lane bridges on the R2H. 
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All the one-lane bridges were Maui's answer to speed bumps.
We even spotted several waterfalls, courtesy of all the rain, just off the R2H.
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Nature's water fountain where the fresh spring water doesn't come in a bottle.
Dozens more waterfalls created by the wet trade winds from the northeast are tucked back beyond the main road and require anywhere from a ¼ mile to 2 mile hikes to access.  The intermittent rain limited our options when it came to many of the sites; lush parks, botanical gardens, secluded tidal pools (skinny dipping allowed), nature trails and historic churches.
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A walk in these woods leads to the Garden of Eden.
We were so entranced by the vistas and distracted by sifting through the guidebook and determining our location that we missed more than we saw.  We also did something we’ve never done before; we picked up a hitch hiker on the R2H. It was raining again. We couldn’t just leave her on the side of the road, wet, alone and vulnerable.  

Hailey was the female version of Bob Marley, complete with dreadlocks and a sense of peace about her that seemed more organic than temperamental.  I consciously tried not to do the
20-questions-parental-thing as we made small talk for the 15 remaining minutes it took to arrive in Hana.  I thought of my own two daughters back when they were awkwardly morphing into their adult versions and felt protective enough of this young wayfarer to throw caution to the wind.  
 
Hailey shared she’d grown up in Salt Lake City before coming to Maui two years earlier.  She’d left behind a family and a two year investment in a college education. She lived with other likeminded friends, working the farm and farm stand just outside of Hana.  She disappeared as soon as we delivered her to the farm stand, but her friends were quick to show their appreciation for our generosity with a free loaf of chocolate chip banana bread.  
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There is a heaven; it's called Hana.
We bought juice to go with our banana bread, both of which served as lunch as we drove through Hana.  We had a decision to make.  Go back the way we came, or continue around Haleakala in our clockwise direction. Either route meant another 3 hours of driving, a 6 hour day plus any extra time for exploring.  The exploring was starting to fall by the wayside as the journey took a back seat to the destination.  We'd yet to hit the unpaved portion of the road 14 miles past Hana where most automobile rental companies caution drivers they are on their own when it comes to roadside assistance on these unapproved dirt/gravel roads.  Isn't that pretty much the adult version of a double-dare?  Of course we pressed on.

Tomorrow, the next forty miles through the dry, rugged terrain on Maui's leeward side.  The barren, uninhabitable landscape allows for incredibly expansive views of an isolated and rugged  coastline molded thousands and thousands of years ago by Haleakala eruptions and the incessant, hot afternoon sun.  

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The bottom line on Maui's Road to Hana:

- Verdict:   There is so much more to Maui than pristine beaches covered with palm trees
   swaying the a gentle breeze; much of that more is hidden along the Road to Hana.  If you
   can spare a day, two if you are the explorer type, don't miss this Hawaiian jewel!  

- How to Get There:   Pick up Highway 36 just past the town of Pa'ia and head for the hills
  (southeast).  Eventually the Highway changes to 360 as you begin to descend Haleakala in
  earnest. This country road takes you all the way around to Pi'ilani Highway or Route 31.
  Most travel around the volcano of Haleakala in a clockwise direction given the windward side
  is sunny in the morning, shady in the afternoon.

- Insider Information:   Gas up before you go. This is Maui's version of the Amazing Race
  where you never know what's around the bend and your choices are minimal.  An early start
  might help you avoid the rush hour of tourists headed in the same direction.  If you prefer
  the open road to narrow switchbacks every minute or so this drive may not be for you.
  Plan your stops along the way to insure you get to see all you'd like to see and pass up
  what isn't calling out to you.  Pick up the guidebook, Maui Revealed, by Andrew Doughty or
  something comparable to help you wade through the plethora of sites along the R2H.  If
  you're truly the adventuresome type, you may want to stay one might in Hana to maximize
  your experience.  Restrooms are few and far between if a toilet and roll of paper is a must.
  The first restrooms are at Kaumahina State Wayside at the 12 mile marker.  That doesn't
  seem that far down the road, but remember, you're moving about 10 miles per hour and
  stopping every 10 minutes or so to see the next attraction.  Pack snacks if roadside stands
  don't sound appealing or end up too few and far between.

- Nearby Food: Small roadside stands open and close along the R2H as unpredictably as the
  rainfall feeding the forest on either side of the highway.  Pre-Hana dining opportunities start
  to show up around the 27 miles marker in Nahiku.  There are several places to eat in Hana:
  Hana Ranch House, Tutu's Snack Shop and Hotal Hana Maui.  According to Maui Revealed,
  the first has improved immensely, the second still has a long way to go and the third is good
  but expensive.


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