From the first time I announced on this site that I was going to Maui everyone told me I had to go see the Haleakala sunrise.
In theory that sounds great, except they don’t tell you that you have to wake up at 3 or 4am so you can drive for over an hour through windy roads, up a mountain where your mother will grip onto the door handle for dear life because she thinks she is going to die.
And you need to remind her to relax, she will not die.
It is our very last night on Maui, we are going to see this sunrise.
Despite the long, tired drive into the night we have good luck with little traffic and have fortunately listened to everyone who has told us it is 0C because we are wearing all of our clothing, perhaps 7 or 8 layers and we have brought the hotel blankets with us.
It seems crazy.
Until you see people in bare feet freezing in the cold. They did not realize that we would be 10,000 ft up. But the hearty Canadians we are, we prepare for the worst and are treated to the most amazing view.
We are above the clouds looking into the crater of a volcano.
My mother has mastered the art of taking a photo on my iphone which is a miracle on its own.
It is our last morning in Maui but somehow feels like the first viewing of it.
It’s sooooo cold but so worth it.
Disclosure: I was a guest of the Maui Visitors Bureau, they did not request that I write a favourable review or ask my mother to act like we were in a scene from Fast and Furious 2 because she didn’t trust my driving.