|Jonathan, me and Tiffany on the pier in Kona|
However, once we landed in Kona we discovered to our dismay and disappointment that they had run out of cars due to the heavy demand. The island was absolutely packed with excited sky gazers. Waikoloa was also crowded with people, many who had camped there to get a good spot.
The apologetic car rental company took us all to our hotels via a shuttle. There was nothing for us to do but grab dinner and go to bed. The following morning, we woke up really early and walked over to the pier where we resigned ourselves to seeing whatever we could.
We found a great spot on the pier and sat down comfortably to wait.
Clouds swept across the sky and we thought we'd miss the eclipse entirely, but seconds before it was to start the skies cleared enough to give us a window to the sun. It all happened just as they said. When it was completely dark, the street lights suddenly came on. The birds became quiet and we could hear the crickets chirping. The temperature dropped. It was such an extraordinary, magical experience.
We walked back to the hotel seeing eclipse sun patterns all over the street coming through between the leaf spaces of the trees.
We heard in the news later that Waikoloa was clouded over and they couldn't see any of the eclipse. Even the observatories on Mauna Kea were not able to catch a glimpse of the eclipse because of cloud cover.
It's really incredible how sometimes everything just works out. I've never won a lottery, but that day is a precious, winning memory to cherish.