At the end of a rugged 11 mile hike across hard, dry, black lava, I finally reached my goal — a tiny campsite nestled against a cloud-shrouded cliff.
I set up my tent and just wanted to plop down and take my boots off.
But I had seen a tiny foot trail on a map, which led up the cliffs from this campsite. I grabbed my camera and headed into the mist.
There, just a 10 minute hike up a muddy trail, I became surrounded by birds, moisture, ferns, and colors.
It was an awesome spot, and thankfully hard enough to reach that very few people will ever find it. Selfish of me? Perhaps.