Indeed it is.
There are waterfalls along the way, but most aren’t that impressive (perhaps I’m spoiled after being on the North Shore last fall), so we detour into the tiny village of Ke’anae. Here the waves smash into (and through) the rugged lava shoreline, offering a spectacle not available anywhere in Minnesota!
This is an old settlement where taro has been grown for generations, but there really a village here anymore. However, the Congregational church (constructed in the 1850s) has survived the ravages of both time and a hurricane. Today it is a peaceful place with only a lone cow to keep watch as I wander through the small cemetery.
Then we are back on the road again in search of more greenery, waterfalls, crashing waves, and sweeping ocean views before ending our day on the beaches of Hana.