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Seven pools, formed by water coursing down lava flow paths. - IMG_0190
Leslie braves the boulders. - IMG_0191
A view of the pool from above. Bryan wanted to climb the rock wall overlooking it. - IMG_0192
After crossing to the west side of the island, everything became suddenly arid. - IMG_0194
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The travelers stop in a random store in the middle of the dirt road connecting the two sides of the island. - IMG_0196
Bryan goes for beer. - IMG_0198
While some guys patch up the old shack with wood putty, Bryan sips his island lager. - IMG_0199
Leslie makes friends with a local resident. - IMG_0201
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Leslie and Bryan, the self-pictures continue. - IMG_0149
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The road to Hana was mostly this repeated series of narrow bridges that only one car at a time could fit over, so you had to constantly look ahead to see if it was possible for you to get through or if you had to yield or back up for oncoming traffic. - IMG_0152
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We stopped at a little food shack mid way to Hana, where we got excellent smoothies, banana bread, and some advice to keep on truckin' past Hana to see some nice beaches and lava flows and stuff. - IMG_0160
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We were traveling east from the "you are here" marker and decided to just go all the way around the island. How can you pass up a beach with three exclamation points like that? - IMG_0162
Hamoa beach, complete with actual waves and attendant surfers. - IMG_0164
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Bryan wishes he brought his suit, although it's for the best as drowning was the likely outcome. - IMG_0166