Sure enough, as soon as we reached the car, the rain began to let up and so we drove about 2 miles to the nearby petroglyphs area. I took a few minutes to myself to dry up (man, the REI gear that I had on was worth every penny here) and then roamed around the massive expanse of lava rock and brush that had formed at the base of Kīlauea.
Given the amount of heavy clouds that formed, I didn’t really have much hope for a sunset but I was dead wrong. At the time that I first saw the sun start to show, I had my Canon 14mm UWA lens on and instantly knew that it was the wrong glass for the shot I had in mind, so I hustled back to our rented Jeep Wrangler and swapped out the glass (clearly, I should have had my camera bag on me but, remember, I was trying to dry out and the bag itself was also pretty wet).
It all worked out in the end because I found a spot that afforded me a really indicative foreground to help you visualize what it felt like to stand where I had stood. I got set up with enough time to rifle off a few shots of the glowing ball before it fell behind another bank of thick clouds, not to be seen again until the following morning.