WHEN KONA VILLAGE opened in 1966, the closest road was three kilometres away. To reach the resort, guests took a puddle-jumper, piloted by whoever was around—a concierge, a cook, or, occasionally, someone who was actually licensed to fly. At the time, the now-iconic Shipwreck Bar was simply a beached sailboat called New Moon, put there by Kona Village’s founders, Johnno and Helen Jackson.
The property, which overlooks Kahuwai Bay on the Island of Hawaii, gradually developed
