Turtles & surfer dude…

Vacations are hard on the body. We get up, have breakfast then leave for the beach. Then we have a bite to eat for lunch, drive back to the bungalow, take a shower and get ready for dinner. For the most part, when we’ve gone out to eat, Jess and I have split our meals and have been making wise choices, but my belly says differently…sigh…Husband is joining us the last 10 days. I’m afraid I will be round, but at least we will be tanned!

Because we are staying up-country, we do a bit of driving to get to the ocean. There are beaches on the windward side that are closer, but the weather hasn’t cooperated and the water isn’t flat enough for Jess.

My little Maui cruiser, which I’ve named Buffy (for reasons I can’t say or I may incriminate myself), must look like some local girls car. People keep honking when we pass by. Jess and I do the Queen’s wave to acknowledge. This old car gets us around, but I’m spending as much on gas as I have on food. I’m told that Costco has the best price, but I don’t even know or want to know, the cost per gallon. It is what it is. I won’t think about that now. As Scarlett O’Hara said, “after all, tomorrow is another day”.

While we are on the road, the ocean breeze makes the air salty and the flowers make it sweet. It’s a meal for the senses.

Buffy doesn’t get many radio stations. The first day I found talk radio and KPOI 93FM which plays a great array of Hawaiian music. However, when it’s tuned to KOAR 104.7, I’m transported back in time to when I lived in Honokowai. Hearing Bob Seeger’s We’ve got tonight triggered many fond memories. I’m sure before we head home, we will hear Back to the Islands and this will make our trip complete.

No beach plans today. My friends wanted to go to a local farm stand in Kula and then to the Surfing Goat Dairy. They were a bit disappointed with the dairy, but Jess and I found other points of interest.

Must be one of those fainting goats they do tell about... — Must be one of those fainting goats they do tell about…

Now this is how mail is sorted! — Now, this is how mail is sorted!

From there we stopped at Longs and made a few more pit stops. Kathy picked up lunch and we headed to Ho’okipa. The ParaSailors, windsurfers
and surfers were all out. However, we weren’t there to see the surfers, but the resting turtles.