It was the last day of our trip. And it was also my 50th birthday. I had thought about this day for weeks and what it would mean to me, but ultimately I was just glad to be on vacation with my family. I was happy that everyone was enjoying themselves and everything had gone well on the trip.
Pondering this morning a several weeks before, I had decided that it would be cool to take a pre-sunrise hike at Diamond Head peak and to see the sunrise from the summit that morning. In preparation for this I woke up at 3:30 AM a month beforehand, to get parking reservations at Diamond Head State Park as soon as they were reservable at 4AM MT (or midnight Hawaii time). I had done this in Estes Park, CO the same day my son Daniel and I were going to do the Sky Pond hike in Rocky Mountain National Park.
You can’t just park at Diamond Head on a whim, thus I made sure we had parking reservations. You can walk (or run) into the park, however, and our hotel was about as close as you can get to the iconic peak that has been photographed and painted thousands of times as a backdrop to Waikiki Beach. If we had not been able to get parking reservations, we certainly would have pursued this option.
I had entrance reservations for all four of us, but on the morning of my birthday, only Shelley and I were up and out of bed on time to drive over in time for the sunrise. We had been up late the night before and we didn’t have time to wait for the boys to get up and dressed, or to coax anyone along on the trail. Shelley and I decided to let them sleep, and exited to drive over to the park.
Diamond Head State Park
We drove around and saw dozens of people jogging around the perimeter of Diamond Head, and I admit, at that moment I felt a tad lazy. I enjoy running too and in Honolulu it seemed to be a very popular activity.
But we would be ascending a steep slope and had to do so quickly. Had we walked or ran over, we would have needed an leave at least an hour earlier. And time was of the essence. On that particular day sunrise would happen at 6:29 AM and we had entered just after 6:00AM. We had just under a half hour to make it to the summit of the steep, crowded one mile trail to see it happen.
I told Shelley we’d be ok, even if we didn’t make it on time. It was just good to be there together. At this point on the trip I had only a pair of close-toed sandals left, having thrown away a pair of mud-wrecked, worn out running shoes, with my hiking shoes finally dry from being soaked in the surf at Ke’e Beach, but still and covered in fine particles of sand that I doubted would ever come off.
But I was good with wearing my sandals to the summit. They lacked cushioning and I felt the rough terrain through the soles, but I still had the willpower to hike and even run in them.















We hiked together for about 10 minutes before Shelley told me to just go ahead and try to make it to the top as fast as I could. She would meet me there.
The trail is only partly a trail. It’s also a series of steep concrete stairways and tunnels that eventually lead to the summit of the volcanic peak. And it was crowded. I jogged my way up as best as I could and got there just after the first rays of the sun crested the surface of the eastern horizon over the ocean.
There was hardly any room to even stand once I had ascended to this loftiest of concrete platforms on the unattractive summit of a mountain that had been carved into a World War II bunker. Everyone wanted to stand upon the summit and after taking a couple photos over the ocean, I walked back down a little way to meet Shelley so that we could enjoy the views together.
We wound our way up through the crowd, ignoring the rude people that are inevitably among any large number of people, and returned to the highest level to enjoy the views together. We looked out over Honolulu, the hotel below where our sons were sleeping, at a lighthouse on the coast, and into the distance to the east where more Hawaiian islands lay hidden beyond a thin layer of clouds.
We carefully climbed back down while others pushed their way up and turned the corner to enter the uppermost World War II bunker. A narrow gap led into a pocket in the summit that led to a spiral staircase in the rear, that led down to the stairway and tunnels below.
Diamond Head was a truly carved up mountain, but a reminder that in the 1940s war had gripped this paradisiacal island chain. Fear of an invasion necessitated turning this mountain into a pillbox for gunners ready to fire on enemy troops.
We slowly made our way back out of the battery (careful not to hit our heads on the way in or out) and followed the herd as it descended from the summit. We were far from the only people that had come for the sunrise, but it was also likely that as the day progressed, the temperatures would rise to uncomfortable levels in the park. So who didn’t want to be there first thing in the morning?
It took a while, but as the trail leveled out we finally found ourselves with a moment of isolation on the trail again. A rainbow appeared over the ridge, something we had seen many times on the trip, but which was a nice close to the hike. At the parking area we stopped at a gift shop and I picked up a key chain for the collection my son Daniel had started as a child, but which he abandoned for us to continue in his stead.
Honolulu
We both wanted a coffee before we returned to the hotel, so we decided to drive over to a Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf a few miles away. Shelley and I used to live in California where we frequented Coffee Beans. After we moved to Colorado they became only a memory since even when we visited California we weren’t in areas where we found them. But they were in Honolulu and it was nice to partake in something from our past life.
After getting some coffee, we decided to go over to the donut shop nearby called Purvé Donuts.



The owner was very friendly and we told him it was my birthday. He made a birthday donut for me with a candle. The donuts were unique flavors and really good. We bought a box to take back with us for the kids to enjoy.
After a nice start to the day, Shelley and I drove back to the hotel with the donuts in hand to wake up Daniel and Evan and spend some time at the beach before our noon checkout.
Waikiki
We were in no hurry to checkout and wanted to spend at least an hour at Waikiki Beach while we still could. Daniel and Evan were still more interested in sleeping than enjoying the beach, so Shelley and I changed into our swim suits and took our snorkel gear and my GoPro to the sand outside the hotel.



It was fun and relaxing to get into the water here. The sand was soft and the water was fairly warm. Every time I go to a beach I want to look under the surface (if the ocean is warm enough to swim in) so it just made sense to bring our snorkel gear.
Once we found a reef nearby we found a lot of fish and even a sea cucumber (photo above on the left side covered in sand).
At 11AM we knew we needed to return to the hotel to shower and change and checkout. Fortunately the hotel was willing to hold our luggage for us for the day while we did some site-seeing, and they let us use the courtesy bicycles to take a ride down the beachfront to where there were more restaurants.
We rode the bikes on the wide sidewalk along Kapiolani Park, eventually leading to the busier areas in the main hotel zone. A police officer told us we needed to use the street bicycle lane. I was weary of Evan riding in the street since he seemed to be wobbling his handle bar a lot, but whatever.
We parked and locked up the bikes and entered an open air mall area. There was a Chinese restaurant called Kirin. That sounded good.
Kirin Restaurant
It was good. Some of the best Chinese food we’ve had in a while. We ended up ordering an extra dish after going through it quickly. One thing about living in Colorado is we don’t have very good Chinese food. They have it in Hawaii though.
After eating we returned to the bicycles and rode back to the hotel to return the bicycles and get the car. We still had some time to burn and Shelley and I needed to dry off our swim suits before packing them up for the flight home.
We got to the car and I suggested going to a historic spot on the island. The place where King Kamehameha won the decisive battle that unified the islands for the first time in the 1700s.
Nu’uanu Pali Lookout





When Kamehameha the Great led his warriors in the invasion of Oahu, he pushed the natives of the island up a valley where they faced a steep cliff (or pali). At Nu’uanu Pali Lookout, Kamehameha’s warriors pushed the opposing forces to their deaths.
The views from the top are majestic, though often cloudy, windy and rainy. Shortly after we exited the car to take photos rain began to fall and we retreated back to the shelter of the car.
With still more time available to us, we decided to go find some malasadas and stop off for some cough drops for Evan, who had developed a nagging hoarse cough along the way.
Heeia
We followed Google Maps to a Leonard’s Bakery location at a mall in Heeia on the windward side to the east of Nu’uanu Pali Lookout. There was a Target there as well for us to stop at afterward to get some cough drops.
Leonard’s Bakery
While we had encountered mostly very friendly people on the trip, the guy at the Leonard’s Food Truck wasn’t among them. He ignored us at first and we almost walked away without ordering.


Malasadas are actually a Portuguese dessert that are popular in Hawaii. Leonard’s Bakeries are the most famous purveyor of these desserts. I didn’t realize until the trip that the Portuguese had a significant history on the island and malasadas are a part of that legacy.
After eating a malasada and shopping at Target, we STILL had more time to burn. So I found another quick, historic site to stop at. This time a heiau.
Ulupu Heiau
When Shelley and I went to the Big Island in 2003, we stopped by a pretty cool heiau near Kona. That heiau was significant in the rise of Kamehameha who grew up on the Big Island before leading a war on conquest.
With that in mind, I decided that it would be cool to see a heiau on Oahu before we departed Hawaii.
So what is a heiau? Well it’s sort of a Hawaiian temple made from stones stacked up into a structure, like a flat-topped pyramid.
The Ulupu Heiau was near where we were so I put the directions into Google Maps and off we went. My swim trunks were also still soaked wih only an hour left before we needed to be back at the hotel, so I hung them out the window to dry in the open air as we drove.


We arrived at the heiau which was situated behind a school building. It was somewhat confusing and not well marked.



Shelley and I walked down to observe the huge swath of volcanic rock that was the foundation of the structure. There wasn’t much there to see or do beyond see the foundation so we returned to the car, now ready to make our way back to the hotel to retrieve our luggage and head off to the airport.
Airport and Flight Home
We had some United lounge passes and at the Honolulu airport we were able to use them before they expired a couple weeks later. It was good to have an effectively free bite to eat and some beer before the flight home. We receive yearly passes with our United Explorer card.
The flight home was uncomfortable despite having extra-legroom seats. The 777 lacked the entertainment options we had available to us on the flight out. It was also freezing cold and we had to ask a flight attendant for a second super thin blanket. She also raised the cabin temperature a little.
It was an overnight flight and sleeping was virtually impossible. Oh well. You do the best you can.
Once we were back in Denver we were still dressed for the beach despite being back in the Front Range. I shuffled through our luggage for some warmer clothes after baggage claim to make the drive back a bit more pleasant.
Final Thoughts
We were all tired upon our return, but we had a really good time overall. I don’t know when we will return to Hawaii but Shelley and I are already discussing a trip for just the two of us.
I was glad to have my whole family together for one last vacation to celebrate my 50th birthday. Daniel is in college and will be pursuing his own ambitions and Evan will be a teenager soon too. We have enjoyed almost 20 years as a family together traveling to places all over the US and beyond. I’m proud of all we have done together and I hope the kids will have fond memories to look back upon.
Hawaii is a fun place. Expensive, but fun. Well be back again. And it won’t take decades to do it.

















































































