A stark reminder of the potential lethality of the dormant volcano, the flows stretch from fire to water with ease. Twisted, jagged, and shining with a strange reflective quality, daring tributes will have to watch where they step as they traverse the seemingly endless expanse of black, lest they slice themselves on the otherwise unassuming rocks.

Thick foliage appears out of nowhere as the descent down the volcano steepens. The sunlight -- or is it the sun? -- peeks through the leaves, but the light cannot show what the trees hide. Tread carefully: nothing, not even the plants, can be trusted.

What is otherwise a calm, docile river gradually expands into a monstrosity of natural beauty. Over a hundred feet wide and two hundred high, it is truly a work of art - that is, of course, if you don’t find yourself subject to the fall’s awesome power.

On the far edges of the volcano lies a truly unique site: a long, thin strip of black sand separating waterfall and rainforest from ocean. Rich in minerals and worn down to an uncanny fineness, the beach invites the unwary tribute to stop and relax from the tumult of the rest of the arena. But beware - just because it looks pretty does not mean that it is safe, and the beach’s close proximity to the unforgiving ocean holds dangers of its own.