20 hours travel on 3 hours sleep, and my luggage had gone missing too. I decided to make a record of how I felt at that time.

Honolulu by night.

A nice hotel mural.

Honolulu by day.

Waikiki beach, I got to spend all of 15 minutes here, and even that was only because I had to catch a later flight than planned as I waited for my bag to arrive.

A Banyan tree.

One of the local pigeon-type birds.

The computer room at the Hale Pohaku residencia.

One of the dorms at Hale Pohaku.

The long road up to the summit.

There's a man somewhere in this photo, see if you can spot him.

The JCMT (James Clark Maxwell Telescope) and some other one I can't remember anything about, maybe it's a sub-millimetre one?

A pair of Kecks.

The UK's Gemini North telescope. We worked out that the top of the Gemini dome is actually the highest point in Hawaii.

Clive leaning on some instrument (not ours) mounted on the bottom of the UKIRT (UK Infra-Red Telescope) main mirror. I don't know how I managed to make him look as freaky as that.

Clive and Tom Kerr, our support astronomer.

The instument we used.

The Japanese Subaru telescope and those Kecks again.

Another telescope I am unable to identify, but a lovely shot nontheless.

The stylishly designed Gemini dome as it appears when opened up.

The CFHT (Canada-France-Hawaii Telescope).

The open UKIRT dome.

Sunset on Mauna Kea, no green flash was seen all week unfortunately.

The UKIRT control room. I spent over 60 hours in here and 15 minutes on Waikiki beach. An astronomer's life is hard, honestly.

UKIRT as seen from the peak.

Mauna Kea casts a shadow into the sky at sunset.

The Hawaiians built this religious shrine on the highest peak of the mountain. Then the Brits came along and built Gemini to be even higher. Who says colonialism is dead.

There's life on Mars. And it's Clive.

The games room at Hale Pohaku.

Rain water is turned to steam in the volcanic cracks to the south of the island.

The caldera at the place I can't spell, but sounds like "Keel Over" in a Sheffield accent.

A view down into the caldera, my apologies for the mistiness of the day.

One of the (American) tourists seemed to think these signs had been put up AFTER the lava flow.

Exploring the lava fields on our final day.

A group of very high or very stupid frat-boys were walking back near us, one of them had severed the tip of another's finger with a piece of sharp volcanic rock. All concerned seemed to think this was very funny all the way back.

Morning view from the Hawaii Naniloa Hotel on Banyan Drive.

The surprisingly nice and surprisingly deserted garden at Honolulu airport.

I'm no fish expert, but I suspect these might be some rather expensive Koi Carp.