Pāʻia is a story of perseverance. A fire in the 1930s swept the town, and on April 1, 1946 one of the largest tsunamis in the islands' history struck Lower Pāʻia. Each time the town rebuilt. When the plantation began to wind down and central Maui grew, many families moved on to Kahului and Wailuku in the 1950s, and Pāʻia settled into a quieter era — smaller, weathered, and waiting for its next life.
Then the wind found it. Just two miles east at Hoʻokipa, the relentless trade winds and reef break combine into some of the most consistent windsurfing conditions on earth, and through the 1980s and 1990s the pioneers of the sport set up shop in town and made Pāʻia known the world over as the "Windsurfing Capital of the World." The same winds now draw kitesurfers and foilers too. The giant winter wave at Jaws (Peʻahi) lies just beyond, and green sea turtles haul out to rest on the sand at Hoʻokipa — watched, by law, from a respectful distance. And all the while Pāʻia kept its oldest job: the last town to gas up, grab food and turn east onto the 64-mile Road to Hāna.
Why People Visit Pāʻia
Pāʻia offers a whole mood in one small town: bohemian, barefoot charm, world-class wind and surf, and the romance of the open road to Hāna. It is the coolest little town on Maui — and for the artists, surfers and free spirits who live here, simply home, the place where old Maui still feels like itself.
