Since 1986, when I first visited the Big Island of Hawaii, I have been captivated by Pele's song. Unlike other large rocks I have encountered, the Big Island is alive. It breathes, it strecthes, it coughs, it sometimes wakes with a start from a nap, and like all living things, it is unpredictable. Buying a chunk of the Big Island is a bit dicey - either you're a millionaire or you're in a lava zone, and I'm no millionaire. The south side of the Big Island is separated into 2 regions - Ka'u (pronounced ka-ooo), a dry, temperate area which consists
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