Headed towards the Southern shore, we take the scenic route through the famous Tree Tunnel on Maluhia Road. Aptly named, the Tree Tunnel is made up of hundreds of fragrant, century-old eucalyptus trees planted along nearly a mile of roadway whose branches seem to reach across the road creating a beautiful tunnel of shade and foliage. Many late-night travelers claim that the Tree Tunnel is haunted.

So many people have been injured and too many have died for the thrill of playing in that secluded spot just off the beaten path. Whether you believe it was mo’o after young men, exhaustion or cramps from swimming, or an undertow from the falls... It's best to stay away from this deadly pond.

Away from the bustle of town, a wide, white strip of beach called Māhā‘ulepū is an important site in Hawaii’s history and culture. Before the 1920s, the sands at Maha’ulepu were white with bones scattered across the beach. Skulls were plentiful, sticking out of the sand anywhere one looked, and just dusting away a few inches of sand revealed more.

Haleko Road in Lihue is barely more than half a mile and is a quick shortcut from Rice Street to the Kukui Grove area. Many locals just called it “the mill road” because at the bottom of the gulch used to be the old Lihue Sugar Mill. There’s even an old graveyard down there. People will tell you that the road is haunted and some even refuse to travel that curvy stretch of road at night.

Moʻo are often referred to as lizard beings or “dragons” but, according to our oral traditions, moʻo are more like shapeshifters. In some tales, one may find the abode of the moʻo near a body of water. In our moʻolelo, our stories, most moʻo are female deities. They take on the form of a beautiful woman who takes a male a companion as a lover or as a meal. In both cases, the man ends up dead.

In Niumalu, there is dam built across a large bend in the Hule’ia River. It is a nine hundred yard long dirt levee faced with stone. It is said that the rocks used for the facing came from Wahiawa, near Hanapepe, and were passed hand over hand by the Menehune. As two young men found out, it's best not to do things you know you're not supposed to (like shooting paintballs) in places like this.

Just west of Koloa Landing, a small embattled hotel sat along the shore. The hotel was built by mainland contractor in the late 50s or early 60s. During its 20-something years of existence, the property had many owners and many names, but it started out as the Hale Nani.