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This unassuming summit cabin, perched at a dizzying 14,000 feet, was the last stop on our hike up the volcano. Though altitude sickness was dragging us to our bunks, I managed to squeak out a few shots at dusk. Alas, I will forever kick myself for neglecting to capture the stars. The Hawaiian skies are so clear that neighbouring Mauna Kea is home to the twin-mirrored, big daddy Keck, the biggest optical telescope in the world.
So I didn’t brave the cold that night, but in the morning I made it up to myself and - finally! - donned the lavish gown I had lugged up the volcano, having lacked the self discipline not to indulge in a thrift sale before the hike. It was only two dollars I could tell it needed a vacation.