After the beer Olympics, our slightly hungover caravan made their way back down into town to rest and recoup. Fletch and I still had the camper jeep for one more night and didn’t have any plans. We thought about going back to Kipahulu, but didn’t want to drive that far for one night. Matt recommended a spot, but it wasn’t officially a campground, and therefor didn’t have any facilities. We wanted someplace like Kipahulu but closer, and so after a little bit of internet scouring, came up with a campsite called Olowalu that had beautiful photos of lush green campgrounds,