Wow. What a completely bad night of sleep. Woke up sore as all get out and ready to peace out ASAP. We start walking and somehow only walk about a mile and someone picks us up. Awesome! We get a ride to this Kaelekuela Bay which has the Capt Cook monument. And the guy we rode with just happened to be the son of the guy who "owns" this place. Well they rent the kayaks here but they are local "Uncles" here in the bay which means they are like the mob you could say. They know everyhing that goes on here and people respect them. That sort of thing. Seems this is the Hawaiin way wherever you are. All about uncles and respect. So just show respect and you can get and do just about anything. We meet the father Uncle Lawrence. Son is Kaloni. Both extremely nice people who tell us about everything and show us where we can camp in te mountains. We thank them and head of to check it out.
The beach is a black sand and white sand beach with nothing but rocks on the shore. The bay claims some of the best snorkling on the islands with schools of fish and dolphin pods. Naturally this excites us so we cant wait. The place even has a pavilion with a shower and power. Score. Such a reilef over last night.
We head to where they pointed and its great. No sand on the shore but where I layed down there was some. I finally got to bust out the book and read! Sara went snorkling with some randoms and came back claiming to have been like a couple of feet from the dolphins. Totally jealous but I was enjoying my first ever true alone time on the islands where I could relax.
Soon as Sara got back we found our campsites, plural because I wanted to use my own tent for a change, and headed back to the road for food. We ran into Kaloni and he gave us a ride to the grocery store. We ate at this Chinese place and hitchhiked back with a mexican dude. And when we came back we ran into this same guy we ran into earlier today that was really stoned and drunk or something. We eneded up talking with him for a while because we didnt want him to know where all our stuff was and that we were camping in the woods. He poured out some stuff to us and we just laugh to each other because this guy is pretty far gone. But he leaves after dark and we head to set up camp. This is when we realize our bread is for the second time claimed by nature. Ants and roaches this time. Uugggghhhh!!
We get all our stuff pitched and go to pass out. Only the waves are right by us and smash really hard against the rocks so it makes it near impossible to sleep. And I find myself on reallly hard surfaces so Im sore again the next day. Really cool place but just bad place to sleep if your not used to it.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
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Glad you are alive;was beginning to wonder. Rock sleeping always a challenge! Paradise wearing thin? In the words of Dorothy "there's no place like home." The porch light is on:)
ReplyDeleteWhere's all the banana leaves and straw junk that people always pull out of thin air in places like these? Find it, use it, sleep on it! :) Love reading the posts. Hope better sleep is on the way soon. Love, Em
ReplyDeleteHaha em i would except we usually dont set up til after dark and just want to lay down and crash. I cant get over how exhausted i get around 930-10 every single night. And sleeping in is 8 now. Whoa nelly i feel old here
ReplyDeletetraveling makes u miss home like crazy mom, as u know of course. Extremely healthy for everyone. Right now im craving my kids, my, own bed/room, bbq and blues, cajun cookin and just the south in general. Funny how all the basics u take for granted become cravings when youre gone for awhile. Hmm ill have to put that in a wrap up post :)