Quiet | Haleakalā

This spring Matt Mallams and I went on an adventure, an amazing two day hike into Haleakalā Volcano on the island of Maui, one of the quietest places on Earth. On assignment for Hana Hou! The Hawaiian Airlines Magazine, searching for silence in the crater of Haleakalā, we went to discover and illustrate the quiet solitude found there.
It was such an unique and incredible experience, spending days in a surreal, barren world high above the clouds, watching the most vivid sunrises and brightest stars in the night sky, and hearing only the occasional gusts of wind or insects buzzing by. Inside the crater we saw only a handful of people and could really feel the massive landscape as we listened to Pele. We hiked 12 miles and over 3000 feet of elevation down the Sliding Sands Trail, around Ka Moa Pele and Halali'i cinder cones, camping in a meadow of yellow flowers at Holua, and then up the Halemau'u Trail. It was grueling carrying 30 lbs of camera and camping gear on my back, but oh so worth it. See more photos from our journey and the full spread that ran.
The writer, Edward Readicker-Henderson, has traveled the globe listening for quiet. His story is beautifully written, truly illustrates the feeling being there, excerpt below...

"The paper crackles loud as thunder as I check my map: I’ve reached my destination. And so at last, five years after I should have come, at a spot where there’s nothing around me but multicolored cinder cones rising, I stop. The wind does not touch me, and nothing moves. I stop shuffling, find a comfortable way to sit. The sky is empty. The landscape, empty. It takes a while to hear through myself, my breath, my heartbeat, the ringing in my ears. Louder yet are my thoughts: Is this really as quiet as it’s supposed to be? What am I doing here? Is it different from the other places I’ve gone?

But as time passes, my body quiets, my mind slows to match the stillness and I start to hear something else. The crater. The island. The sound comes not as sound, but through the rough sand under my hands, the slow gradations of color.

When I can’t hear my body anymore, I touch my wrist. My heart moves in time with something at the edge of sensation, a disturbance of the field. Maybe it’s the vibration of distant waves coming ashore. Maybe it’s just the island breathing. I’ve never heard anything like it; I probably never will again.

I sit for as long as the quiet lasts, feeling my pulse, or maybe the pulse of Haleakalā. Or maybe, just now, they’re the same."

Space on the Sliding Sands Trail

Curve of the crater near Kawilinau

Rocks, cinder, and blue skies

Sunrise at Holua

Stars in the Night Sky at Holua

Sunrise from the Summit

Silversword



Park Ranger

Red Cinder along the Sliding Sands 'Keonehe'ehe'e' Trail


Twilight in the meadow of yellow flowers at Holua



Trail near the Halali'i Cone


Hiking towards Ka Moa o Pele


Sliding Sands zig-zag trail

Pele's Paint Pot

Above the Clouds along the Ko'olau Gap

Last rays of the sun

Golden flowers at sunrise

Beginning the Halemau'u Trail

Clouds entering the Ko'olau Gap


Walking along the edge of Earth

Quiet | Hana Hou! Magazine

Matt Mallams and I hiked deep into the crater of Haleakalā searching for silence for Hana Hou! The Hawaiian Airlines Magazine. Here's the final spread.

Our Haleakalā Adventure

Fun photos from our journey searching for Quiet in Haleakalā Crater, Maui.
Map of the trail
Matt freezing cold watching our first sunrise above the clouds
Hitchhikin' to the trailhead
Topographical Map of Haleakala National Park
Heading down Sliding Sands Trail

Looking back to where we came from
Walking across the crater floor

Setting up camp

Our tent at Holua Campgrounds

Watching the sunset at Holua
Hiking up the Halemau'u Trail
Enjoying the view along the Ko'olau Gap
Matt exhausted and thankful to be back at our car
Relaxing after the hike

Love the feeling of being above the clouds.