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The Haleakala volcano is out of this world!
It was happy days on the way down and near-death on the way back.
The air is thin.
Sunset is fast approaching.
It’s bloody cold.
Water is running low.
WE’RE IN A BLOODY VOLCANO.
Naturally, my thoughts turned to hypothermia and a consequential helicopter rescue.
Nemara’s boy-scout/hollywood training kicked in at this stage. (I would like to add here that all my hours watching Bear Grylls prior to this trip did not prepare me for a volcano-extraction hike).
She sat me down on a bit of volcanic rock and re-counted the movie “Touching the Void” to ease my troubled mind:
Nem: “You know how in ‘Touching the Void’ the two hikers were connected by a rope and then one fell down a crevasse and one guy had to make a choice to leave his friend behind in the freezing cold?”
Dara: (Panicing) “And this is a helpful story?!”
Nem: “Well the guy who was left behind SURVIVED because he chunked his progress into manageable goals. SO, see that rock formation 50 metres up ahead? Let’s just get to that.”
And so through sheer focus and the will to live, we made it out of the volcano!