Aloha to Adventure: Our Wild Ride Across Hawaii 🏄‍♂️🌺🌋

Jennie Vandegrift
Apr 20
31 min read

Hawaii first stole our hearts when we vacationed as a couple for our 5 year anniversary on the islands of Maui and Kauai. I’d known that some day we’d return with our kids in tow as I just had to share that little slice of heaven with them. With two curious, energetic boys in tow (ages 6 and 8), we knew it wouldn’t be your typical “sip-a-cocktail-on-the-beach” kind of vacation—but honestly, we didn’t want it to be. We love adventure, and while we like to mix in a bit of relaxation too, there are absolutely ways in which you can still do so even with kids in the mix! That said, this trip for us was a bucket list trip, and we were after adventure, memory-making, and that unique kind of magic you only get when your kids experience something new for the very first time.

From snorkeling with manta rays to ziplining through the jungle, chasing waterfalls, and spotting lava glowing in the dark, this trip took us across three Hawaiian islands and gave us a little taste of everything—thrills, chill time, and lots of sand in our shoes. It was fast-paced, unforgettable, and surprisingly doable with young kids.

And the ending. It’s one you don’t want to miss—read on to join us in this epic adventure.

Here’s how we tackled Hawaii as a family—what worked, what surprised us, what we’d do differently, and why we’d do it all over again.

Day 1: The Red-Eye Hack (And a Little First Class Magic)

If there’s one piece of advice I’d offer for tackling a long-haul flight with kids, it’s this: take the red-eye. Timing a flight to take off mid-evening lets the kids burn off their excitement, enjoy their kid-friendly dinner, and then (fingers crossed) settle in for some sleep. It makes the hours pass quicker and helps a bit with jet lag when you land.

For our Hawaii trip, that meant leaving Denver around 5 p.m. and landing in Honolulu close to 8 p.m.—just in time for them to climb into bed and get a full night rest before the real vacation began!

Oahu wasn’t our original plan, but let’s be honest—by the time we landed in Honolulu, our boys’ internal clocks were screaming midnight. Rather than push through with a connecting flight to Maui (which would’ve had us arriving at our Airbnb well past midnight local time), we decided to play it smart. We booked a one-night stay on Oahu to rest, reset, and kick off our island-hopping adventure feeling human. It also gave us a nice buffer in case of flight delays—and let’s face it, anything that reduces travel stress with kids is a win.

And here’s the cherry on top—we scored an upgrade to first class with lay-flat beds. Total game-changer. The boys were in heaven (and actually slept!), and we soaked up every second of that unexpected travel luxury. We’ve flown economy plenty—and will again—but when the upgrade gods bless you, you don’t ask questions. You just lean back and enjoy.

Day 2: Easy Does It – A Soft Landing in Maui

After a solid night’s sleep, we hopped on a short inter-island flight to Maui. These little hops are easy and quick—perfect for families—and before we knew it, we were picking up our rental car and officially kicking off the first leg of our trip.

While we had planned some big moments throughout our trip, I was intentional about not over-scheduling the rest. I wanted space for the little things—to enjoy the place, the people, and each other without rushing from one activity to the next. So for our first full day in Hawaii, the only thing on our agenda was simple: find a beach.

We landed on Wailea Beach for its easy access and proximity to resorts (read: food options), and it turned out to be the perfect place to kick things off. The boys were instantly in their element—digging in the sand, splashing in the waves, and living their best beach life. It felt good to have nowhere to be and nothing to check off, just soaking in that first dose of island sunshine together.

For lunch, we kept things simple and walked up to the Beachwalk Café at the Four Seasons. It was the perfect low-key lunch stop—quick, tasty, and just steps from the sand. We knew the only priority for the boys was soaking up as much beach time as possible, and this spot let us do just that. We scarfed down chicken fingers and sandwiches, and within minutes, we were back on our beach towels. No reservations, no wait, just an easy, kid-friendly bite that kept the day moving.

After getting sand in just about every crevice possible, we eventually made our way to our Airbnb in Kihei at the Menehune Shores condominiums. Situated right on the shoreline, our condo offered unobstructed views of the Pacific and gave us the most peaceful start and end to each adventurous day. It was everything we wanted in a home base—close to beaches, easy to get around, and low-key in the best way.

After settling in and rinsing off what felt like half the island’s sand, we grabbed dinner nearby and called it an early night. Day 2 was a laid-back, sunshine-filled welcome to Maui—and exactly what we needed.

Day 3: The Road to Hana (With Kids—Yes, Really)

There’s something about the Road to Hana that feels like a rite of passage when visiting Maui. Twisting roads, waterfalls around every turn, lush jungle landscapes, and black sand beaches—it’s part scenic drive, part all-day adventure. We knew it would be a long day, but with the right mindset (and plenty of snacks), it turned out to be an unforgettable experience.

Preparation Tips:

Motion Sickness: If you’re prone to motion sickness, consider taking non-drowsy Dramamine. I used an ear patch in addition to Dramamine to ensure I could enjoy the views without discomfort. For the kids, the children’s version of Dramamine was a lifesaver.
Snacks and Meals: It’s a long day, and food options can be sparse along the way. We packed lunch, snacks, and then some more snacks. While we did stop for treats like ice cream, shave ice, and banana bread, having our own stash kept the boys content during longer stretches.
Shaka Guide App: Download this app. It’s a game-changer and you won’t regret it. We used this guide 5 years ago on a couples Road to Hana adventure and enjoyed the education, culture, and obviously the navigation. But the kids—they might have loved it even more! It kept them engaged with stories, music, and fun facts, making the journey even more enjoyable.

Next up. Setting Realistic Expectations:

Having previously explored the Road to Hana as a couple, we recognized that our family adventure would differ. This prior experience allowed us to identify must-see spots, kid-friendly stops, and areas better suited for adult travelers.

We also embraced a flexible approach, letting the kids’ interests guide our journey. If they were captivated by a particular waterfall or beach, we lingered; if something didn’t resonate, we moved on.

It’s worth noting that some of our past favorites, like the Three Bears and Wailua Iki Falls, are now inaccessible. While this was disappointing, it opened opportunities to discover new, family-friendly locations we hadn’t visited before.

A crucial update for travelers: Waiʻānapanapa State Park, home to the iconic black sand beach, now requires advance reservations for entry and parking. Reservations can be made up to 30 days in advance and are released one day at a time at midnight Hawaii Standard Time. Same-day reservations are not accepted, and without one, entry is denied. We missed out due to this oversight, so be sure to plan ahead.

Now onto the highlights of our adventure!

Twin Falls: We, of course, had to kick off our road trip with a stop at Twin Falls, because the Road to Hana, after all, is known for its iconic waterfalls. Twin Falls is perfect for kids—a short, easy hike leading to not one but three waterfalls. The last waterfall offers the opportunity to swim and even walk behind the falls for an unforgettable experience!
Painted Bamboo Forest: We had planned to stroll through the Painted Bamboo Forest, but in our excitement, we missed the parking area and decided to continue on. We had explored it five years earlier and found it to be a unique experience. I’d recommend it if you have time, but it’s also a stop that can be skipped if you’re limited on time.
Ke’anae Peninsula: Our next stop was the scenic Ke’anae Peninsula, one of the most captivating spots along the route. The boys loved climbing the volcanic rocks and watching the waves crash in, fill up tide pools, and then recede.
Three Bears Waterfalls: While we couldn’t hike down to the Three Bears waterfalls, we stopped to admire their beauty from the roadside. If you’re not traveling with young kids, there’s a rope-assisted path down to the falls. It’s an adventurous and slightly risky descent, but for those up to the challenge, it’s a highly recommended stop. It was the highlight of our trip five years ago and holds a special place in my heart!
Wailua Iki Falls: Wailua Iki is a waterfall hike that meanders through private property, and while allowed five years ago, is now closed to the public. If it ever becomes open to the public again, this is a can’t-miss waterfall, but until that time comes, respect the locals and continue down the road.
Ka’eleku Lava Tube: Next up was a quick but fascinating stop for the kids—the Ka’eleku Lava Tube. Located right on the side of the road, it takes about five minutes to walk through and offers a fun little exploration. After all, you’re literally inside a lava tube!
Pua’a Ka’a State Wayside Park: Since we couldn’t visit the two waterfalls earlier in the day, we arrived at Pua’a Ka’a State Wayside Park just as our tummies started to grumble. We utilized the picnic tables and were pleasantly surprised to find a charming little waterfall with a pool at its base, perfect for swimming. While this stop might not have excited us on our couples’ vacation five years ago, it was a delightful surprise for our six and eight-year-olds!
Koki and Hamoa Beaches: After this stop, we journeyed on to Hana town, unfortunately passing by the black sand beach at the state park. Just outside Hana town, we visited two beautiful beaches—Koki Beach and Hamoa Beach. The first was a scenic stop where the boys enjoyed running along the shore. At the second, the boys had fun splashing in the shallow waters, getting nice and sandy before our long drive back from Hana.

At this point, it was getting late. We had hoped to complete the full loop but had learned that the south loop was closed due to flooding that had washed out the road earlier in the spring. Pro tip: always check road conditions before your adventure begins, as closures are not uncommon—it was closed during our Road to Hana trip five years ago as well.

Before starting our journey back, we continued a bit further to show the boys the “Big Daddy” of the Road to Hana waterfalls with a brief stop to admire Wailua Falls

Here’s where the Shaka Guide came in clutch! While the ride home isn’t as exciting—you’ve already made the adventure stops and it’s now nearing dark—the Shaka Guide entertained the kids with captivating stories that taught them the history of Hawaii in a very kid-friendly way. I mean, the first story was about the demigod Maui (Moana, anyone?)!

The day was such a memorable experience. Sure, there were a few meltdowns, and some disappointments that we couldn’t hit all of our favorite spots from our previous experience. But it was incredibly rewarding to experience it with the boys—to teach them that sometimes the journey really is the destination, and to watch them discover that beauty firsthand.

Would we do it again with kids? Hands down, no question.

Here’s where we made a misstep: we should have packed a sack dinner along with our lunch. That way, the kids could have eaten during the drive back, allowing them to crawl straight into bed upon our return to the Airbnb. Instead, we found ourselves making a dinner stop with two very tired kids. Given the circumstances, we opted for something quick and easy and found Coconuts Fish Cafe, a casual spot very close to our condo. Maybe it was the hunger from our adventurous day, but even though it was quick service, the pork and fish tacos were delicious! Definitely a step up from our typical fast-food fallback.

Day 4: Snorkeling at Molokini Crater and a Hawaiian Luau

After the excitement of the Road to Hana, we were ready for a day of relaxed aquatic exploration and cultural immersion. Little did we know the epic adventure we were about to embark on!

That morning, we set out on a snorkeling tour to Molokini Crater. Molokini is a crescent-shaped, partially submerged volcanic crater renowned for its crystal-clear waters and vibrant marine life. The visibility was exceptional, allowing us to observe a wide variety of tropical fish and coral formations.

Knowing our audience (ahem—kids), we chose a tour operator that was well-suited for families: the Four Winds. They offer so many thoughtful touches that make a snorkel experience with kids not just doable, but genuinely enjoyable. Topping the list:

Sea boards — large buoyant floats with clear bottoms. Our 6-year-old loved this! He was too nervous to jump in, but floating on the surface while I pulled him around let him “snorkel” without ever getting in the water.
A glass bottom room — perfect for observing sea life while staying completely dry.
A water slide — because let’s be real, snorkeling only holds a kid’s attention for so long. With nearly two hours at the crater, the water slide (which had a 5-foot drop into the ocean) was the ultimate boredom buster. The kids rode it again… and again… and again.
SNUBA — our thrill-seeking 8-year-old teamed up with Dad to try SNUBA, a shallow-water diving system that combines the ease of snorkeling with the excitement of scuba. They were all smiles.

Our return trip to shore was supposed to be simple: lunch and a relaxing cruise across the Pacific. But nature had other plans.

Just after we left the crater, a group of four humpback whales decided to hang out with us. What followed was the most magical display I’ve ever seen. For over 30 minutes, they danced around and beneath our boat—slapping their tails, breaching, doing barrel rolls, waving their fins, and putting on a full blowhole spectacle. It was absolutely incredible.

Even the captain said it was the best humpback display he’d seen—ever. And this wasn’t even a whale-watching tour! My husband and I both agreed: we will never pay for a whale-watching tour again, because nothing will ever top what we experienced that day at Molokini Crater.

Nature truly is incredible, and our experience that day was a powerful reminder of just how lucky we are to share the planet with such majestic creatures—and how important it is to protect the beauty that surrounds us. Moments like that don’t just make for great stories—they leave a lasting impression on all of us, especially the kids.

Upon returning to land, we had a few hours to kill before heading to the luau we’d booked. So naturally, we made the most of it with a little more beach time. This time, we ventured to Keawakapu Beach. It was a bit windy, but nothing that stopped us from soaking up some fun in the sun and sand.

While I built sandcastles with our 8-year-old, Dad tossed a football and played “baseball” with the waves alongside our 6-year-old. It was one of those simple moments that ends up being just as memorable as the big adventures.

That evening, we attended the Old Lahaina Luau. My husband and I had experienced the same luau five years ago, and returning to that special place—especially after the devastation Lahaina has endured in recent years—was both humbling and beautiful. There was a quiet strength in being back, and it felt meaningful to share that moment with our boys.

While exploring the grounds before the luau began, we stumbled upon a local artist selling handmade pieces. I was immediately drawn to a stunning, hand-carved whale tail—the wood had the most unique and beautiful coloring. As we chatted with the artist, we learned that the wood’s rich hues were actually a result of the fires that had ravaged Lahaina, and that proceeds from the sales were going directly toward rebuilding the town.

The story—and the piece—spoke to me. I knew instantly that I needed to bring it home. Not just because it supported a community in need, but because it so perfectly represented the experience we’d had earlier that day with the humpback whales. It was as if the island was offering us a small, tangible reminder of the beauty, resilience, and magic we’d witnessed.

Before dinner, we were able to witness the unearthing of the pig from its underground imu pit—a traditional Hawaiian cooking method. Our 8-year-old was especially fascinated, watching every step with wide eyes. And when dinner was finally served, he couldn’t wait to try what he had just seen being uncovered. We weren’t sure what he’d think of traditional luau fare, but it’s safe to say the kalua pork was a hit—a win for Mom and Dad, who are always trying to get the kids to explore new, authentic flavors of the destinations we visit!

Then came the luau. While it was just as incredible to witness the second time around, what I enjoyed even more was watching our boys completely captivated by the experience. The music, the dance, the storytelling, the artistry—they were locked in, eyes wide, silently soaking it all in. And if you know anything about life with two young boys, you know just how rare that kind of stillness is. It was magical to see the performance through their eyes.

I do have to laugh at one of the sillier memories from that evening. Our 6-year-old had been dying to get his hands on a lei since the moment we arrived on the islands. So when he was finally presented with one at the luau, his eyes lit up with pure joy. You would’ve thought he’d just been handed a treasure chest. It was such a small moment, but one that perfectly captured the wonder and excitement of the trip through his eyes.

Day 5: Jungle Thrills and Manta Rays

Our last morning on Maui started with a jolt of adrenaline—literally. When planning our trip, we wanted to involve the boys and asked them what was on their bucket list. Both overwhelmingly said they wanted to try ziplining—so a zipline it was!

We got an early start and stopped to fuel up in Paia, grabbing a delicious açaí bowl for breakfast at Island Fresh. From there, we made our way to the lush jungle of Haiku for The Jungle Zipline 8-line tour. With a 6-year-old in tow, we needed to find a tour operator that not only accommodated younger kids but also made us feel confident in their safety procedures. They were fantastic.

The course offered a perfect mix of speed, suspension bridges, and stunning jungle scenery. Our 6-year-old was a little hesitant at first—and not exactly thrilled to go tandem with one of the instructors—but after that first line, he was completely hooked. Watching both boys soar through the trees with huge grins on their faces was one of those fun, proud parent moments that will stick with us.

After the zipline, we spent a little more time in Paia, squeezing in lunch at Tobi’s Poke and Shave Ice—satisfying the adults with some of the best poke we’d had and the kids with rainbow-colored shave ice. We popped into a few souvenir shops to pick up some last-minute goodies to remember our time on Maui, then made our way to the airport for our next island hop—to the Big Island!

We landed in Kona mid-afternoon, picked up our rental car, and headed straight to the hotel to check in and get ready for the evening’s adventure. On the Big Island, we decided to jump around a bit—less driving overall, but definitely more packing and unpacking. In hindsight, I’m not sure which I prefer.

For the first leg of our Big Island stay, we made the Courtyard by Marriott King Kamehameha’s Kona Beach Hotel our home. The hotel was modern and comfortable, but what really stood out was the location. It was incredibly convenient—just steps from the ocean and walking distance to several cute restaurants and shops.

Now for another BIG adventure and a major bucket list item—snorkeling with manta rays!

Once again, I did my research to find a tour operator that welcomed beginners, accommodated kids, and had a good track record with safety and flexibility. We chose Snorkel Big Island, and from start to finish, they were fantastic. What we couldn’t have anticipated, though, were the sea conditions.

Unfortunately, the waters turned extremely rough right before our tour. So rough, in fact, that all tours after ours were canceled—and they later told us they would’ve canceled ours too, had they realized how quickly things had shifted. This made for a very bumpy boat ride to the dive site. We also had to wait quite a while for a buoy to open up, which meant floating in choppy seas for nearly 30 minutes—long enough for many passengers to get seasick before even hitting the water. So here’s your sign: take the seasickness meds before your tour. You never know what kind of ocean you’re getting.

When it was finally time to get in the water, our 6-year-old was overwhelmed by the crashing waves. He made it into the water and over to the flotation platform, but ultimately decided to head back to the boat with Dad—and that was totally okay. Our only family rule is that you give everything a try.

So with that, I stayed in the water with our 8-year-old to take it all in—and wow. Just wow. I honestly thought that being in the pitch-black ocean might freak me out a bit, but the moment we were surrounded by these massive, graceful creatures, all that fear dissolved.

The water is lit by blue light panels that attract plankton, which in turn bring in the manta rays. The effect is otherworldly. The rays, some over six feet wide, glide and flip through the water just inches from your face. At times, it felt like they were going to run right into us—but they moved with such grace and intention that it felt more like a dance than anything else. You could even see straight through their bodies when they passed over. It was surreal.

About halfway through, I swapped places with Dad so he could experience it too. Our 8-year-old, while a little spooked when the rays got really close, was completely mesmerized. Honestly, we all were. It’s hard to explain—just one of those magical, almost dreamlike experiences you never forget.

The downside of the rough seas (besides the near-universal seasickness) was that our 90-minute tour turned into 2.5 hours. By the time we made it back to land, it was well past dinner time and nobody’s stomach was in the mood for food. So we skipped dinner entirely (probably not our best parenting move) and headed straight to bed.

But even with the chaos, the discomfort, and the empty tummies, it was all absolutely worth it—truly one of the most unforgettable moments of our trip. This is one experience I’d absolutely chalk up as a must-do for anyone visiting the Big Island—just maybe choose a calmer night.

Day 6: South Point Adventures & Colorful Beaches

This is about the point in our vacation when some unexpected events unfolded—leading to a big change of plans at the end of our trip. But before we get to that story, let’s continue on with our Big Island journey.

After our late night out swimming with manta rays, we kept the morning easy with a relaxed breakfast at an adorable café just steps from our hotel. We ate at Kalikala Cuisine, where we enjoyed a mix of delicious pancakes, açaí bowls, and a hearty egg scramble. After breakfast, we took the boys souvenir shopping in the little village shops lining the oceanfront. Topping the list of their finds: a manta ray stuffie (of course), Hawaiian shirts (because everyone needs one), and their classic travel magnets—collected from every new place we visit.

By late morning, we packed up for a mini road trip down the island’s south coast—our goal for the day: visit some of the Big Island’s most unique and colorful beaches. But before we got too far, Dad couldn’t resist stopping at one of Kona’s coffee farms. We visited Hala Tree Coffee, a small, scenic farm perched above the coast. The boys had fun swinging on the rope swing and running through the open grasses while Dad fueled up on caffeine and I soaked in the peaceful surroundings.

Once back on the road, our first major stop was South Point—the southernmost point in the entire United States. The coastline here is rugged, windy, and dramatic. It has this raw, untamed beauty that feels completely different from other parts of the island. We climbed along volcanic rock formations, watched waves crash against the cliffs, and just took in the stunning views before continuing on.

Next up: Papakōlea Green Sand Beach—and let me just say, getting there is half the adventure. When you pull into the parking lot, you have two options: hike a 6-mile round trip trail or hire a local to shuttle you in their pickup truck for $20 per person. I’ll admit, I thought $20pp was steep, but with two young kids, we opted for the ride—and honestly, after the ride, I think $20 might not have been enough. It was wild. The route is rough and totally unmarked, and yet somehow, our driver navigated every twist and turn like he was on autopilot. Impressive doesn’t even cover it.

At the end of the ride? Pure magic. One of only four green sand beaches in the world, Papakōlea is tucked inside a collapsed cinder cone and feels like a whole other planet. The green hue of the sand is stunning, and the boys couldn’t get enough of the color and texture—part science experiment, part once-in-a-lifetime beach day. And as a bonus, this is where we spotted our first green sea turtle!

From there, we headed to Punaluʻu Black Sand Beach, which was much easier to access—thankfully, after the green sand trek. A quick tip: try to visit early in the morning or late in the afternoon, as the black sand gets really hot under the midday sun. We arrived around 4 p.m., and the setting was perfect—tall palms, crashing waves, and soft black sand. The boys ran through the beach, splashed in the shorebreak, and we just sat back and soaked in the beauty around us, smiling at the sound of their pure joy.

Before heading back up the coast, we made one last stop at Punaluʻu Bake Shop—the southernmost bakery in the U.S.—for some well-earned sweet treats and ice cream to fuel the drive. Once back in Kona, we opted for a nicer dinner out at Jackie Rey’s, a warm and welcoming spot that felt like the perfect way to wrap up the day.

Between the wild landscapes, colorful sand, and sea turtle sightings, Day 6 gave us a whole new appreciation for the Big Island’s natural beauty.

Day 7: Volcano Views and a Night in the Rainforest

The next day was all about exploring one of the Big Island’s most iconic landscapes: Hawaiʻi Volcanoes National Park. We checked out of our hotel in Kona early, grabbed a quick breakfast, and hit the road toward the island’s southeastern side.

The drive followed the same route we’d taken the day before, and honestly, I’d pictured something much more scenic for Hawaii—but those postcard-worthy drives came later in the trip. This one? It was just a means to our destination and a day of discovery.

Once at the park, our first stop was the visitor center, where the boys picked up their Junior Ranger program booklets. I can’t recommend these enough. We do them at every national park we visit—it’s such a fantastic way to keep kids engaged and help them learn a thing or two along the way.

Then it was on to our first real stop. We began with Crater Rim Drive, an 11-mile route that loops around the Kīlauea Caldera. Unfortunately, we’d missed an eruption by mere hours. In fact, had we known more about how to time our visit, we wouldn’t have missed it at all—something we were definitely kicking ourselves for. The volcano had erupted the very morning we arrived on the island. But we already had our manta ray tour booked that night and stuck to our original beach plans the following day.

Now that we’ve been there and done that, my advice to anyone visiting the Big Island is simple: you’re on volcano time. If Kīlauea erupts, everything else waits. That becomes your only priority. While we didn’t get to see the eruption, there’s more to come on that story…

For the day’s exploration, we pulled off at a few key viewpoints—Uēkahuna, Kīlauea Overlook, and the Wahinekapu steam vents. The steam vents were fascinating (and very hot, as we quickly learned by holding our hands a little too close). The boys were totally into it.

Next, we made our way to the Kīlauea Iki Overlook just before lunch and decided to take on the moderately challenging Kīlauea Iki Trail, which loops through an old volcanic crater. Thankfully, we spoke to a park ranger beforehand who gave us some great advice: hike it counterclockwise. That way, the long staircase portion is downhill, and the uphill stretch is a series of switchbacks—much easier on the legs!

Along the trail, we stopped for a quick picnic lunch, soaked in the views, and then got to literally walk across an old lava lake. It was incredible. The boys were totally into the adventure—like walking on a different planet.

At the very end of the hike, we reached the Thurston Lava Tube (Nāhuku). This short, paved loop takes you through a massive underground lava tunnel, and it’s an absolute can’t-miss. The dim lighting, cool air, and echoing sounds made it a sensory experience the kids loved.

Next up: Chain of Craters Road—a 19-mile drive that descends from the rainforest to the rugged coastline where lava once poured into the sea. The views along the way were unbelievable—fields of hardened lava stretched for miles in every direction, their textures and patterns like abstract art. We stopped at several overlooks and were blown away by how much of the landscape had been shaped by past flows. It’s one of those places where you can truly feel the Earth’s power.

Before leaving the park, we made one final stop back at the visitor center so the boys could turn in their Junior Ranger books and be sworn in. The ranger had them raise their right hands and promise to protect nature, respect wildlife… and clean their rooms. (We’ll see how that last one goes.) They were so proud to receive their certificates and pins—it was a sweet way to cap off the day.

By late afternoon, we checked into our hotel in Volcano Village. We stayed at Volcano Village Lodge, nestled in the rainforest just a few minutes from the park entrance. The setting was serene and lush—completely different from our sunny beach days. It felt like we were in a treehouse, surrounded by ferns, mist, and birdsong. The boys were thrilled with the loft in our cabin, which instantly became their secret fort and snack-eating zone. It’s one of those special places I’d return to again and again—peaceful, even with two excited kids running around.

That evening, we headed to Kīlauea Lodge and Restaurant for dinner, then turned in early. While we didn’t catch an active eruption, the sheer scale of the caldera and the powerful energy of the park were unforgettable. It was one of those days that made us feel small in the best possible way.

Day 8: Waterfalls, Coastlines, and a Little Bit of Paradise

After a peaceful night in the rainforest, we packed up and said goodbye to Volcano Village—still feeling like we’d only scratched the surface of Hawaiʻi Volcanoes National Park. But we had one final region of the Big Island to explore: the lush northeast coast and the sunny beaches of Kohala.

We set out mid-morning, heading north toward Hilo and then continuing along the coastline. The drive was finally the scenic one I’d been picturing all along—lush, winding roads with glimpses of the ocean and dramatic cliffs.

We opted for a quick visit to a few of the iconic waterfalls in the Hilo region. First up: Rainbow Falls, which is conveniently located right off the road. While we didn’t catch a rainbow in the mist this time, it was still a fun and easy stop to admire a beautiful cascade.

From there, we continued on to ʻAkaka Falls State Park—an absolute must-see. The short loop trail is paved and easy, winding through dense greenery and tropical blooms until it suddenly opens up to a jaw-dropping view of ʻAkaka Falls, plunging more than 400 feet into a lush gorge. The power and scale of it were mesmerizing. Even the boys paused long enough for a solid “whoa.”

Rounding out our waterfall tour was a quick stop at the famous Umauma Falls, a stunning triple waterfall tucked into a beautifully landscaped viewing area. It was the perfect way to cap off our morning of exploring.

After our waterfall-hopping, we made our way across the island toward the west coast and checked in at the Westin Hapuna Beach Resort for an afternoon of well-earned relaxation. After days filled with hikes and lava rocks, it felt so good to simply kick back and let the boys play freely in the sun. From splashing in the pool to building sandcastles at Hapuna Beach, we made the most of our last full day in paradise.

We’d heard Hapuna Beach was one of the best on the island, and it didn’t disappoint—soft white sand, gentle waves, and plenty of space for the kids to run, dig, and splash while Mom and Dad kicked back on sun chairs and took it all in.

After a day that felt like equal parts adventure and recharge, we headed to The Kings’ Shops nearby for a laid-back dinner. We dined at Roy’s Waikoloa Bar & Grill, did a bit of souvenir browsing, and called it a night.

The next day would take us to Oʻahu for some final exploration and the journey home… or so we thought.

Day 9: From Final Farewell to an Unexpected Encore

Our final morning on the Big Island started early as we packed up, said goodbye to the stunning Kohala Coast, and made our way to the airport in Kona. It was time for our last island hop—to Oʻahu—for a whirlwind day of history, adventure, and one final Hawaiian sunset before heading home.

We landed in Oʻahu just before 9 a.m., grabbed our rental car, and headed straight for Pearl Harbor. This was a must-see on our list—not only for its significance in American history but because we wanted the boys to begin to understand the importance of that day. We explored the grounds, visited the USS Arizona Memorial, and took in the quiet reverence of the site. The boys did fantastic. Honestly, they stayed quieter and more respectful than many adults—a proud parent moment. They asked thoughtful questions, took in the exhibits, and truly absorbed the weight of the experience.

As a fun bonus for them, we also explored a real submarine on the grounds. Descending into the cramped quarters where sailors lived, ate, and battled from was fascinating—even for us adults. The boys were in awe.

After Pearl Harbor, it was time for one final Hawaiian thrill: a UTV Raptor Tour at Kualoa Ranch. The drive to the ranch was absolutely breathtaking. The towering, lush green valleys reminded my husband and me so much of Kauai—the landscapes that originally stole our hearts on that island. Driving into and through those deep valleys, then emerging to sweeping ocean views, was everything you’d dream of when picturing Hawaii.

Before planning a visit to Kualoa Ranch, it’s good to know what to expect—it’s definitely a bit of a tourist trap. While set in one of the most scenic spots on the island, it has the vibe of a theme park: tour buses, crowds, and multiple commercial experiences happening all at once.

We grabbed a quick-service lunch at the ranch’s cafeteria before our tour, and this is where the day took a very unexpected turn.

As we sat eating lunch and waiting for our tour to begin, we started talking about our favorite memories from the trip. We did our family tradition—High, Low, Buffalo—and unanimously, our “low” was missing the volcano eruption. That moment sparked something. Within the next two hours, we had a new mission: figure out how to extend our stay in Hawaii and catch an eruption. There’s more on that in the next chapter—but back to Kualoa for now.

We had debated between the UTV tour and the Jurassic Adventure tour, ultimately going with the UTVs thinking it would be more thrilling. We’ve done off-roading in the desert before, ending up covered head to toe in mud and dust. If that’s what you’re looking for—this isn’t it. The UTVs were capped at around 15mph, and the tour followed a strict, very organized path in a line of other vehicles. In hindsight, we might’ve gone with the Jurassic tour instead, especially since the boys were excited to see some of the exact spots where Jurassic Park was filmed.

That said, we still had a blast. The Kaʻaʻawa Valley is iconic for a reason. Even riding along in a line, the scenery was jaw-dropping. The dramatic cliffs, jungle trails, and wide open valley views made it worth it.

Originally, after Kualoa Ranch, our plan was to head up to the North Shore to grab a bite and maybe catch sight of a few legendary waves. But now, with our extended-stay idea taking shape, we decided to take our time. We made a stop at the Polynesian Cultural Center for a bit of exploring (and souvenir shopping, of course), then continued on to Haleʻiwa Beach House, a casual and scenic spot for dinner.

Eventually, we made our way back toward Waikiki and checked into the Sheraton Princess Kaiulani—booked just hours earlier. We were staying in Hawaii… for how long, we weren’t quite sure.

Bonus Day 1: Submarines, Surf, and Scheduling

So… we stayed. While the boys slept, we rearranged everything. We pushed our return flight back by a full week, moving it to the following Saturday. The volcano didn’t have a firm eruption date, but experts were predicting activity sometime between Thursday and Saturday—and we weren’t about to miss a second eruption.

We tossed around the idea of exploring Kauai, but ultimately didn’t want to be too far from the Big Island in case things escalated sooner than expected. So, we decided we’d head back to Big Island on Monday, plant ourselves at a resort, and wait it out. That plan gave us a few peaceful days to relax and stay close to the action.

We booked new airfare, lodging, and transportation, and then worked out the kinks of working remotely for a few days—because the adulting never stops, even in paradise.

But first, we had one more day to truly explore Oʻahu.

After a relaxed morning and breakfast at the hotel, we kicked off the day with something totally unique: a real-life submarine tour with Atlantis Submarines Waikiki. After a short boat ride out to the dive site, we watched in awe as the submarine surfaced, then climbed down through the narrow hatch and descended more than 100 feet beneath the ocean’s surface.

The boys were mesmerized. Through our portholes, we saw coral reefs, tropical fish, and even a helicopter wreck turned reef. We lucked out with sightings of a manta ray and a few sea turtles—while the other side of the sub even spotted a shark! As adults, I’ll admit the cloudy portholes made the view a little distorted, so it wasn’t the most captivating experience from a visual perspective—but there was definitely a thrill in knowing we were a hundred feet below the surface. And honestly, watching the kids’ excitement made it absolutely worth it.

That said, if you’re tight on time, this is one I’d skip—hence why it didn’t make the cut during our original itinerary. But with bonus days to fill? It was a fun one-time experience.

After resurfacing, we grabbed a casual bite to eat along Waikiki Beach, then hit the road. Waikiki may be magical for some—with its beautiful beach and endless shopping (including plenty of high-end designer storefronts)—but it’s not really our scene. It feels too touristy, too crowded, and not quite the kind of cultural exploration we love. We’re more into stumbling upon local artists and uncovering the kind of places that don’t come with a souvenir photo op.

So we headed back up the west shore toward the North Shore for another afternoon of unhurried wandering. We started in Haleʻiwa, a colorful, slow-paced surf town full of charm. We browsed shops, connected with local artists, and just wandered without an agenda. The boys picked up a few treasures, and we picked up a whole lot of calm.

No trip to Haleʻiwa is complete without a sweet stop at the world-famous Matsumoto Shave Ice. Naturally, we indulged—and it absolutely lived up to the hype.

From there, we cruised along the coast, revisiting some of the island’s most iconic surf spots. At Waimea Bay, we stood in awe as waves rolled in with effortless grace, watching brave surfers carve through the sets. Later at Banzai Pipeline (Ehukai Beach), the ocean stole the show. Massive barrels rolled in one after the next—wild, beautiful, and completely hypnotizing.

After a full day of underwater adventure and laid-back exploring, we headed back to Waikiki and grabbed a quick dinner at our hotel before turning in for the night—excited for the next chapter of this extended adventure.

Bonus Day 2: Big Island, Back Again (This Time… to Wait on Lava)

With our impromptu Oʻahu adventures behind us, we boarded a short inter-island flight and headed back to the Big Island—ready to settle in and wait for Kīlauea to make its next move.

We checked into the Waikoloa Beach Marriott Resort & Spa, our home base for the rest of our extended stay. The resort was just what we needed at that point in the trip—easy, comfortable, and full of amenities that gave the kids space to play and the grown-ups a chance to breathe.

We spent most of the day simply relaxing. The boys were thrilled to be back in the pool (with a bonus water slide!), and we were equally thrilled to be sitting under a palm tree with nowhere to be. We grabbed lunch at the poolside café, enjoying casual bites in our swimsuits and flip-flops, fully leaning into vacation mode.

That evening, we strolled across the street to the Kings’ Shops, a familiar spot from earlier in our trip, and grabbed dinner at Foster’s Kitchen, one of the casual restaurants there. It was an easy, no-fuss kind of day—and honestly, just what we needed after all the bouncing around. A full day of rest before the real waiting began.

Bonus Day 3: A Middle-of-the-Night Wake-Up… and a Once-in-a-Lifetime Show

Little did we know, the wait was about to be much shorter than we’d anticipated.

Around 1 a.m., our 8-year-old woke up for a bathroom break, and on a whim, I decided to check in on what Kīlauea was doing. I pulled up the live camera feed—and there it was. Lava, spewing from the vents. It had begun erupting at 10:15 p.m., just 15 minutes after I’d last checked before heading to bed. I stared at the screen in disbelief.

At first, I thought, “We’ll sleep and head to the park in the morning.” But after 90 minutes of tossing and turning, I knew there was no way I could miss this. I woke the crew. By 3 a.m., we were in the car, headed back to Hawaiʻi Volcanoes National Park.

We arrived just before sunrise. Word hadn’t fully spread yet, so we were among the first spectators there for Episode 17. We parked at the Devastation Trailhead, where we’d heard from locals the best viewing spot was located. The hike to the overlook was short—about ¾ of a mile on a paved trail—and what awaited us at the end was pure magic.

It’s customary to remain silent in respect of Pele, the Hawaiian goddess of fire, while witnessing an eruption—and the silence made the experience even more powerful. Lava was fountaining nearly 100 feet into the air. The caldera glowed orange beneath the early morning sky, and we just stood there—completely still. Even the boys, usually full of chatter, were silent. It was beautiful. Magical. Awe-inspiring. In that moment, all the rebooking, rescheduling, and remote work logistics were worth it. We had made the right decision.

We stayed for over an hour, watching in absolute wonder. At that point, we were waiting to see if the eruption would intensify. The previous episode had seen lava shooting over 1,000 feet into the air, and if it was going to reach that scale again, it would likely be soon. But the boys were hungry, and we all needed a break. So rather than give up our coveted parking spot, we turned the car into a cozy movie theater.

We pulled out snacks, queued up Jurassic Park—a perfect nod to our recent visit to Kualoa Ranch—and had a full-on car movie day. Mom and Dad squeezed in a little remote work, the kids relaxed, and we waited.

When the movie wrapped, we decided to head back out to the overlook for round two. The fountaining continued—still around 100 feet high—but seeing it now in daylight offered a whole new perspective. The orange glow had faded in the sunlight, but in its place were incredible views of the lava cone and intricate vent structures. It was wild to see how the landscape had already changed since our early morning visit.

After another hour or so, we were all pretty wiped. We headed back to the resort to rest, recharge, and—of course—modify our travel plans again. Since we’d already witnessed the eruption, we didn’t need to stay through the weekend, so we moved our flights up to return to Colorado Wednesday evening.

But our eruption experience wasn’t quite over.

We decided we had to go one more time to see the lava glow at night. After an early dinner at A-Bay in Waikoloa, we made the drive back to the park. This time, it was more crowded, and parking was chaotic—but luck was on our side, and we snagged a front-row spot just as someone was leaving.

And wow.

By now, nearly 40% of the caldera floor was covered in lava, and the glow against the night sky was stunning. It was somehow even more magical the third time. We sat in awe for nearly two hours, mesmerized by the beauty, the energy, the raw power of the earth unfolding in front of us. Had the kids not been with us, I think we would’ve stayed all night.

But it was getting cold, bellies were rumbling, and we had two very tired kids who’d been up since 3 a.m.

We returned to the hotel and crashed—hard. All of us slept like rocks, completely content, completely full—in every way that matters.

Seeing Kīlauea erupt was, hands down, one of the most magical experiences of my life—second only to our wedding day and the births of our kids. If you ever have the chance to witness a volcano erupt, run—don’t walk. I am so incredibly glad we made the decision to stay, to chase the lava, and to give our boys an experience that was both magical and educational—something they’ll never forget.

Final Day: One Last Dip, One Big Gratitude Moment

After a week that had started with an impulsive “what if we stayed?” and ended with us watching lava light up the sky—not once, but three times—we found ourselves on our final day in Hawaii, fully content and more than a little sun-kissed.

We spent the morning exactly how we’d hoped: soaking up every last bit of island sunshine at the Waikoloa Beach Marriott. The boys bounced between the beach and the pool, and we did our best to freeze-frame it all—the laughter, the breeze, the way the ocean shimmered just beyond the palms. The kind of morning you want to bottle up and save for a snowy day back home (yes, it snowed upon our return back to Colorado—in April).

Eventually, it was time to say goodbye. We packed up, made one last sweep of the room for rogue flip-flops and stuffed animals, and headed to the airport. From Kona, we flew back to Honolulu to connect to our long-haul flight home to Denver.

And because apparently Pele was still smiling down on us… we got upgraded to first class. Again. Lay-flat seats meant sound sleep for all of us—an absolute dream on a red-eye home after a whirlwind two weeks of volcanoes, beach days, and island hopping.

It was the perfect end to an adventure that we’ll be talking about forever. Hawaii gave us magic, and we leaned all the way in.