| Haleakala Highway is a destination all it's own, but | | | | and sanity is valued. Life hasn't changed much in |
| getting gas at Calasa's off mile marker 12 starts a | | | | Kula since Eisenhower was president, except for |
| trip back in time. Once you pass the fire station | | | | the price of gas and real estate. |
| look for the seven green tires on top of a | | | | Dorothy Calasa, the daughter of the original |
| telephone pole at Copp Road and Kula Highway. | | | | owner sold the place a decade ago to Hans |
| Turn left and climb the old twisty road to the | | | | Kanuba, a local guy. Hans sold it, but his brother, |
| stop sign. | | | | Ernie owns Morihara's market just down the |
| There on the corner is Calasa gas station. It's an | | | | street. It's been around even longer than Calasa's. |
| old two-pumper that's been around 70 years. A | | | | One can't help but wonder how long this time |
| teenage kid from up the street may well pump | | | | capsule can last. |
| your gas. This is where the locals go, so, there | | | | Where to Stay:o The Big Red House, B&B, |
| might be a few cars ahead of you. | | | | Rates from $150 a night |
| Remember, you're Upcountry now, nothing | | | | Where to Eat:o 808 Diner, across the street from |
| moves fast, everybody's on a first name basis, | | | | Morihara's market. |