The trip was magical. I really feel we did the perfect thing dropping pops off the cliffs of the Kalalau Valley. It felt like standing in an artwork so beautiful it kinda hurt a bit.
Soon after his ashes spread over the ferns and assorted fauna, a mist/fog filled the valley -lingered- and then burned away in the sun. Then the clouds rushed over the north ridges and filled the valley completely as we retreated.
It’s good to know we can always return there and say hi.