At its extreme west end, half a world away from the cradle of the American Revolution, we get a flash of insight into the restlessness that led our ancestors from New England to the Pacific and beyond. They pushed west in search of paradise. Amid the coral reefs, beaches and mist-shrouded volcanic peaks of Hawaii's oldest island, they certainly found it. Along the Kalalau Trail on the Na Pali coast of Kauai, Verdant mountains plunge 4,000 feet into the sparkling Pacific. A short stroll home where Hanakapi'ai Falls pours into a crystal pool and tropical flowers dapple the lush slopes, the play of color and light creates the effect of an Impressionist painting gone native. Experience the splendor at your own risk: The hardest thing about a trip to Kauai is boarding the plane to go home. For more, go to kauaivisitorsbureau.org.
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