It’s August in Hawaii and I’m frickin freezing. My hands are cold, I’m semi-shivering and I’m overall uncomfortable.
This town we live in — start off Alpine sunny, then in 5 minutes turns to Alaska in autumn — cool and damp and foreboding. I just don’t get it. Where’s the growler shop, the expansive land, the icy blue rivers?
Consider this a rare rant on Hawaii weather. My constant raving comes from the much more desirable, warm, sunny, sultry lower elevations. And that’s exactly where we’re headed.
I bet that very few people know about what’s going on in parts of Hawaii this time of year.