Our pilot was named Joyce. X Air Force. She said she just couldn’t leave after her tour was up. She asked if we wanted to get closer. So dipped down into the crater. All other passengers were white knuckling it. I got some fabulous shots. We had the tsunami night before. An earthquake when we reach Hilo The ride in helicopter and that night at dinner the kitchen caught fire in the cool beach restaurant we’d stopped at. What a day!
Hmm...earthquakes...tsunamis...fire in the kitchen...
“It’s her! Hoosiermama is the Jonah!!! Throw her out of the helicopter!”