I’m a Kailua girl, but these days you might not know it. Since moving to Honolulu (just a 30-minute drive but light years away), instead of days by the beach I seem to regularly stalk Diamond Head—the 300,000-year-old volcanic crater first given the name Lē‘ahi by Pele’s sister, Hi‘iaka, because it resembles the brow of the ‘ahi. I walk around it for exercise, drive by (and lose cell reception) en route to nearby Waikïkï Aquarium, use its color as a rainfall barometer, and can just spy it from my deck. I thought we should meet face-to-face. My afternoon arrival at Diamond Head State Monument missed the peak hours and left a thinner crowd and ample crater-floor parking. Park Coordinator Yara Lamadrid-Rose told me earlier…![]()
