Kickin back in Maui
Following a busy journey on the big island, we took some time to relax
Our travellers take it easy after the Big Island.
We experienced the Big Island in a blitz, an absolute whirlwind that began with a few nights in a hostel, and five absolutely jam-packed days in a rented jeep.
Then, we jumped from the Big Island to Maui, another island in the Hawaiian chain.
We booked with Mokulele Airlines and happily boarded a tiny plane, which had eight seats and a view straight into the cockpit. It was more an adventure than your conventional flight—they did, after all, refer to their plane as the hopper.
We played typical tourists once in Maui, making our way to the local brew pub, thirsty from our hop across and pining for a cool glass of effervescing amber liquid to grasp and some choice salty snacks to munch on.
We quickly planned to pitch our tent at Camp Olowalu, which was an easy Uber ride away, and made our home in camper’s paradise.
The camp featured white sand beaches with rainbow arrays of kayaks on their shores. Spacious campsites tucked into the crooks of grand trees offered shade in the day and a spot to swing in your hammock at night. There were bonfires every evening during which campers would unite in song and laughter, spinning stories brought on by happy days in the sun. Camp Olowalu had it all.
Unbeknownst to us, we had also arrived during the peak of whale mating season. From the moment we planted our beach chairs in the sand, the great crashing started in the distance.
Our minds raced, calculating if thunder could boom on such a clear day. To our great surprise, we saw a whale playfully breaching and slapping its tail in the distance.
We hopped immediately into a kayak, racing off into the distance to see if we could spy one up close.
The whales were shy that day, but we booked a whale watching supper the following evening.
The cruise, which departed just before sunset, offered buttery lobster bursting from its shell, ample mai tais and more whale sightings than we could count.
We thought we’d stay only a day or two at the camp before exploring the rest of the island by car but were lulled in with the peace of the area to stay for almost a whole week.
The week involved resting in the pristine white sand, kayaking on the aquamarine ocean, and enjoying delicious pastries and pies from the local bakery just minutes from the beach.
It was here that we learned the taste of the tart yet sweet liliko, and tasted an apple and cinnamon pastry so good it will haunt us.
Ultimately, the dinner cruise and Camp Olowalu were the perfect respite before preparing for the ‘treacherous’ road to Hana.
Josh and Jess are two salty east-coasters taking a year off to travel, write and explore. We just hiked four days in Fiordland National Park and are currently in Wanaka, New Zealand. Soon headed to Fox Glacier. Find us at Salt & Brine / Twitter: joshrjhealey / Instagram: jayjosenhans
The elegant flick of a whale tail is the perfect photo opportunity.
The sunset cruise offers tourists the chance to enjoy both a delicious meal and a spectacular view.
A sea turtle swims past in the crystal-clear waters near Camp Olowalu.
The view from the kayak back to the shoreline of white sand beaches and jagged mountains.
We took an opportunity to ruin a perfectly good sunset with our faces.