A moment of realisation was had here. After two hours of hiking in anger, frustration, and fear for my safety I had my moment of clarity at this place. I wouldn’t let someone else’s choices influence my enjoyment of the moment. This was a photo I had longed to take and it was only fitting that I should do it on my own in my own way. An epiphany of sorts I guess.
This was about freedom. A trip alone to Maui at a time when all I wanted was space and to be alone. Every day was lived for myself for a week; an experience I couldn’t remember having before. After a very long drive and a plummeting gas gauge I found the only gas station at the end of the road had no power and the next closest station was 50 miles away. My low gas light indicated that this was not to be. So I drove forth onto my hiking destination still blissfully high from news of a job waiting for me at home and ignoring the niggling thought of having no way to get home. This was the end point of my hike and cool refuge from the endless sun. I remember the hunger, elation, and fatigue of this moment.
