It seems that galloping is out of the question – just like at Girl Scout camp. But that doesn’t mean I don’t still want to ride across Haleakala Crater on horseback. Having hiked cinder cone, I’m not sure I care about camping in the crater or hiking it on foot. But the horses don’t seem to mind, and I love riding.
It’s chilly up there – even when Maui’s beaches are sunny and warm. After riding and photographing the summit and crater of Haleakala, I’ll need to bask on the beach like an iguana. Maybe I’ll learn how to windsurf. But that’s not exactly on my #bucketlist. I could live with just getting my toes wet in the surf.