The sun began to set over Los Angeles as the plane left the runway. We chased the sun west to it's birth in the east. Almost three hours of setting sun gave way to the all consuming darkness of the pacific.

I arrived at the Valley Isle in darkness. As the sun dawned still on its race, I began 10 days with the locals.

Living at the foot of the largest mountain on earth. Enjoying the beaches and landscapes. Staring at the angled tress whose limbs grow to one side due to the continuous breeze of the ocean. I found beauty I didnt think existed; I learned about a culture of an island and a people.

The photos are an attempt at capturing that beauty. The links are an attempt at sharing some of what I learned. To the island and my new family, Mahalo.