A couple of days later, Tom and I decided to bike down the Haleakala volcano. At the top at 4:30 in the morning, it was about 35 degrees so we were dressed for winter - in sweatshirts, coats, track pants, gloves, etc. We looked like Snowmen! As we cruised the 26 miles down the volcano back into town, it became progressively hotter, much hotter, like 50 degrees hotter. As we continued to ride, we were shedding clothes like strippers at a night club, off went the gloves, the sweatshirts flew off, the pants were relinquished to the back packs. By the time we reached the bottom, we were wearing just shorts and t-shirts and we were sweating our as*es off!
Next adventure, a submarine ride to the bottom of the ocean floor - 132 feet below sea level. We started off the day looking like nerds - before we knew it, we were out the door with khaki shorts and orange shirts, looking like Twinkies, and not trying to. Before the submarine, we decided to have a snow cone to cool down. This snow cone must have been an entry in the Guinness Book of World Records - it was nearly as big as Tom's head! After dominating the snow cone and throwing about 3/4 of it away, it was off to sing corny songs on the submarine "When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that's a moray" every time we saw a moray eel.
Maui was a blast and we can not wait to go back. Watch out for the Road to Hana and the Road around the northwestern part of the island, we risked life and limb to do those, but that is a tale for another day!