As I left the Southern end and approached the Volcano area, a sullen grey fog began to roll in around my car. A partially obscured roadsign read "Welcome to Silent Hill" or something like that, which made me increase my driving speed a little. No really, it said that. I swear it.
This is the current state of the island's active volcano, Mount Kilauea, which has recently been spewing all this heavy gas into the air, hazing up the entire island with Vog. The air was particularly thick as I approached Volcano National Park, which overlooks a barren crater of charred black rock and vents of skulking steam here and there. A thick column of white smoke was streaming out of one of the craters to the South, an area of the park that had been closed off and considered too dangerous for the public. I spent 2 days kicking it in the park. No matter where I went, a faint sulferous smell was drifting.
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