Pu'u O'o summit
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October 30th, 2007 – by: kyel80
The sunlight breaks through the roof more as trees become younger and shorter...then; a wall of nothing. One can literally step over this line from forest to nothing; as if stepping back in time.
The black rock collapses and explodes for a field of seeming infinity; the jagged teeth of mother nature in her most primordial days. And at the horizon.
There's a sign, literally. A skull and crossbones set against the caution of yellow. Hm...red would've been more effective.
Upon the foothill of this creation the ground screams 'go away!'. It's a ball pit from hell...pointless ups and downs of razor sharp rocks just pleading to move from their rest and become yours.
Finally the ground becomes one piece again as the slope climbs...the black even begins to give way as burnt shades of red, brown and white mark some insane happening. I stop for a moment and look back...the forest line seems so far away; I am on and island precariously perched in a sea of black rock.
Trudging a little further up; suddenly, there I am - at the summit. The entire top of the land is no more, a void of peak//imploded. The hole belches fumes and smoke from all around - but there is a bottom not too far down. Its ground appears unnatural...cracks run all through the heaving pieces of new earth that are littered with alien formations...not solid, not liquid; some weird limbo inbetween - jagged and raw, yet still growing. And in the direct center, with a menacing open grin there is the crater within the crater. Shrouded in smoke its mystery beckons...and I climb in.
Walking the rim and passing through a blast of steam, I find a slope that is climbable. Each area touched is a different temperature.
My heart pounds with fear and excitement as each step further is done in the anticipation of the ground underneath completely giving way. The walls of the summit are towering now, and the fumes distorting. I no longer have sight of my friends up on the rim, as the thumping of two tourist helicopters circling the sky echo inside the crater and become near unbearably loud.
Half way to the center I pause, the formations are incredible...truly I stand in a different world. As I spin to catch it all the ground's crust crunches and grinds into the layer underneath. A soft crackle compared to the thumping of my heart as I crept closer to the middle - step.
Light-headed and tingling my way out was much quicker than in, following my same path caution was sacrificed for time. And though I would do it, again and again...relief was prominent as I clambered to the rim; and finally - the helicopters left their perch above.
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