After a pre-wedding family photo shoot for my future sis-in-law the day after we arrived in Kauai, Brendan, his older sister, her husband and I took an afternoon drive 45 minutes away to Waimea Canyon.
We’d caught a glimpse of what was in store for us at the canyon on our drive into Waimea from the airport: ridges of red with green trees like broccoli tops running down the side. But the official Waimea Canyon Lookout gave us the proper view of the 14-mile-long, 3,600-foot-deep canyon. It looked like a mix between the Grand Canyon and the Blue Mountains.
What’s interesting about this canyon besides its Christmas-color look is its origin. It formed in part when the very volcano responsible for creating Kauai was destroyed, leaving behind a depression that filled up with lava. The canyon then got a helping hand from some incessant erosion. While most of it is fenced off at the lookout, there was an unprotected area where you literally could’ve walked right up to and over into the rocky terrain below.
As we headed back to the car, being careful to sidestep around the ever-present roosters, we stopped at a stand to buy raw sugar cane. You’re meant to suck the juices out of it as you chew it down. It wasn’t as sweet as I was hoping– I do love me some sugar…
…but luckily I got some more sweetness from that guy I’m always hanging around with.