I lied last post…there are more. Miranda sent me a couple of photos mid-week and I wanted to post them.
Photos from Giovanni’s Shrimp Truck. This food was so amazing we went back for more garlic. Eating it was like being punched in the face with garlic, and then saying “Please sir, may I have another?” Amazing.
I still have a flying video to post, but here are the last of my photos.
Our powered hang gliders had two cameras mounted on them, one for still shots and one for video, so all of these photos have the glider in the same position.
We flew with Tom and Denise from Paradise Air in O’ahu, these guys are great!
Typing this from my desk at home, so hopefully we’ll get some more photos and videos going shortly…we’ll see what the afternoon brings.
We woke up early and drove into town for another recommended breakfast place called Kono’s. Their logo is a pig riding a surfboard. We both had a breakfast burrito, which was excellent, although Miranda regretted not realizing that she’d gotten the kalua pork burrito instead of the bacon burrito.
We drove to a nearby beach that was said to have excellent snorkeling called Three Tables. When we arrived there were a ton of families swimming around, more than we’d seen anywhere yet. This was some pretty good snorkeling, better when you get closer to “the tables”, with lots of nooks to look into and lots of big fish to check out. The downside is that the surf was somewhat kinetic, and I didn’t want either of us swimming close enough to the wrong side of the rocks to be pushed around on them. We swam for a bit and then came in.
Back at our place, we packed our stuff up for the last time and said our goodbyes. This was a great place to stay. It had mediocre reviews on AirBnb, but the fact that it was right on the ocean made up for any perceived faults. Unless you needed A/C and restaurants right outside your door instead.
We drove back into Hale’iwa an had North Shore Tacos again, confirming their status as the best place to eat on the island.
Then we got started on a long drive. We’d showered and didn’t want to get wet and dirty again, so we planned to drive the rest of the island today. We drove along our little road until it ended in Ka’ena Point, the western most tip of O’ahu.
From there we drove down the middle of the island from Hale’iwa, and found our way on the H1 a massive highway of 4 lanes and a speed limit of 55. Considering every road I’d been on recently had been 25, this was a big deal. Unfortunately, there is no road connecting the island at Ka’ena Point, so we drove all the way down to Pearl City and then back up the western coast up to Ka’ena Point…from the other side. On this side the waves were pretty big, getting on 4-6 feet tall in some places, and we watched a few surfers who actually knew how to stand up and navigate a wave.
We drove back down the coast (with a pit stop or two in the middle) and ended up near ‘Ewa Beach and watched some more surfers as the sun went down.
Had dinner at Big Kahuna’s Pizza and Stuffs, there was no pizza. We had pizza sandwiches. And then had a frustrating drive around the airport area trying to find a gas station, with no luck and just returned the car as is. I think we lost $5 in the deal, which I consider just fine.
At the airport, it was empty. It took us 4 minutes to go through security, and we were first in line for baggage drop. We played a few games, rounding out Yahtzee out to 6 games with me being the overall winner for the weekend. Roll Through the Ages we played 7 games, but couldn’t find a sheet for one of them so only scored 6 and Miranda was the overall winner. Lastly we played Forbidden Island, which is a co-op game and I’m considering myself the winner for having convinced Miranda to play it with me. 😛
We got on the plane around 11:30, First Class. We’d upgraded our seats for $150 each, which was worthwhile for the leg room and extra recline. We both slept, but it was a horrible sleep. I woke several times and looked up to see the flight attendants having a conversation with a passenger right in front of me…like…I’m trying to sleep, shut up, sort of thing. The last time I woke up I decided to just leave it and read. I asked where we were in the flight, and she told me that we had just started to descend. O.O 5 hour flight, apparently I slept for it.
We landed in Bellingham, easily grabbed our stuff and got on a Quick Shuttle to Vancouver really quickly after getting some food. Fell asleep there, broken only by the border and the next thing I know we’re getting off at 12th and Cambie to grab a car2go home.
Now the cats are needy, I have a billion photos to process and a lot of other things that need doing and…hi!
I find writing super easy, and photo editing and organizing difficult so I have a ton of photos to deal with, but instead you get more writing. 😛
We didn’t have much of a plan this morning, but started with breakfast made in our kitchen. We talked a bit and decided to go Stand-Up Paddleboarding up the river in Hale’iwa bay. A quick drive, and an illegal parking spot (which we didn’t notice until we got back), a conversation with a dude who’s job it was solely to rent us boards and we were paddling our way up the river.
The river was brown and murky, and I didn’t really want to fall in it. Which is rough, since SUPing is a very balancey activity. We paddled about a half hour up the river, saw a giant turtle with a barnacle on his back and then paddled back.
I suggested that we drive back to Giovanni’s Shrimp Truck (about a half hour away) and then try to find one of the Lost beaches nearby. The shrimp wasn’t as good the second time, it felt less like it was assaulting my mouth with garlic and more like it was a good heavy helping of garlic. When all you want is to be slapped in the face with garlic…
The beach was called Papa’iloa Beach and it’s the location of most of the beach filming on Lost after half way through the first season. They started filming on Moke’leia Beach, but apparently the winter storms threatened to flood the set (which is actually outlined in an episode) and filming moved. We found the beach and walked down to it and started hiking. It was apparently about a 15-20 walk down the beach.
We walked about 5 minutes before we came upon 3 girls throwing green stuff into the water. Miranda cried out and at the edge of the rocks in the waves were 8 turtles all swimming around trying to get at the green stuff. 8 large turtles. In one area. Miranda quickly stripped down to her bathing suit, and convinced me to do likewise and we were in with our snorkel camera. The waves were kind of rough so we had to be very careful to stay out of their way, and keep our footing. But ho-man, 8 turtles.
As we walked along the beach, we found another turtle sunning himself on the beach. And a few more in the water. We’d found the Kingdom of Turtles!
After 15 minutes Miranda decided she wasn’t interested in continuing to walk. I was in the middle of a good, solid, obsession, and wanted to keep going. We compromised, with her stopping to photograph some more turtles and we continuing on along the beach. I walked for another 20-25 minutes and came around the corner to find Hale’iwa Beach Park. If the film set had been near that park, my directions would have said to come from that direction…I turned around, having failed, and took a bunch of photos in case Miranda recognized the locations at all.
When we got back I asked her to drive. I’d been hiking for near 1.5 hours, in bare feet along the sand. My feet are throbbing right now, and telling me that they didn’t like what I did, but that they’ll forgive. Eventually.
We came back and had a shower. And moisturizer.
Dinner was at Breakwater, which got good reviews in our Big Blue Book but mediocre reviews in our book. The garlic fries were a $3 addon where the cook seemed to sprinkle garlic powder on them. (in truth, they were tossed with olive oil, garlic and garlic powder, but compared to Giovanni’s where they practically give you an entire garlic bulb with your order, it was lackluster. Miranda’s fish and chips arrived and she wondered about tartar sauce. I pointed at a sauce in a bottle on the table, and we both tried it and were sure it was either chipolte mayo or thousand island… we were told it was the tartar. It was no tartar I’d ever tried. My own meal was pleasant and unremarkable. Although I did end up eating my fries with the “tartar” instead. 😛
Back at the home I walked the slackline a bit and Miranda lay in a hammock and read. We watched the sun go down while I wrote the last blog post and she continued to read.
Tomorrow we have a few options, but they depend on when we have to be out of this place. And also how various muscles stand up…
We woke up at 440am to go look at baby turtles at a nearby beach.
While this story continues, please keep in mind that I’m the sort of person who _will_ wake up at a ridiculous hour in order to see something amazing. There’s a finite amount of amazing things in this world (although a large number) and if you miss one, you may regret it.
We’re up and eating hard boiled eggs prepped the night before and granola bars and out the door. Miranda offers to drive, which is nice since my eyes are barely open and I want to study the book to make sure I know where the beach we’re going to is.
“I have a confession to make.”
Uh-oh.
“We aren’t going to see baby turtles.”
G’damnit. I love turtles, and babies are just so damn cute!
“I was thinking about how we always go away for my birthday, but not for yours, so how about we call today your birthday, ok?”
Ooookkkk…
We take a left at Dillingham Airport, which I’m later told is totally a coincidence that it’s 3 minutes down the street from our place. A lot of things are running through my mind – what would we be doing at an airport at 5am? We park the car and she leads me towards a hangar that has a light on, containing…
Powered hang gliders!! Aka, trikes.
We’d looked at this activity some months ago but had dismissed it and had a ton of other stuff we wanted to do, so never looked back. I’m told that Miranda has instead started talking with the owners about how to orchestrate a surprise sunrise flight for me! They had instructions that if I were to call, they would claim to be busy. My lady love did a phenomenal job of keeping this from me, even while she apparently wanted to tell me about it the whole thing. I claim “lies!” 😛
Flying is a funny thing. They can’t give “rides”, it’s not allowed. They can give instruction though! So Denise and Thomas, a husband and wife team who love flying and run Paradise Air, taught us a whole bunch of neat stuff about flying around this end of O’ahu with trikes! These things are seriously badass – like a little motorcycle with a hang glider attached to it, they drive up to 90mph with an accelerator and a bar in front of the pilot to control lift, descent and turning. A lot of principles from paragliding apply, so I had a leg up on the instruction.
We flew down to our last place in Hau’ula, across the pineapple fields at 30 feet, above and over the clouds along the coast, back along past Sunset Beach and Hale’iwa. An hour of effortless flying, and I got to control the device for the most part (with Tom telling me where to go, via the finest mic/headset combo I think is possible).
I’ve got some photos to post from a DVD, but let me tell you – if you have the time, the money and the desire, do this! So amazing.
We drove home to Cafe Hale’iwa for breakfast and had pancakes! And then…home for a nap. Happy birthday! 😛
Unfortunately, after that both of us were pretty sleepy for the rest of the day. The sort of sleepy where you can barely keep your eyes open, and find that it’s 9am and then 1230 and then 3, when you expect it to be 1230, 3 and 6. We made lunch at our place and then went outside to visit the ocean at our doorstep. It was pretty wavey, with a rocky bottom that made standing in it difficult. After a while, Miranda decided to go in and I went swimming. My goal was to find a narrow underwater channel that I’d seen from the air that morning. I swam for probably 45 minutes through a ton of coral and fish and rocks until I decided I’d had enough, got out and took 7 minutes walking back to where I’d started. Fish are dumb, walking rules.
We drove into Hale’iwa and found the North Shore Tacos truck. We enjoyed their static location in La’ie, and loved their truck just as much. This place is hands down the best food I’ve had on the island, if you’re in O’ahu eat here. We only had a single taco each, as we had a plan to go to Killer Tacos and do a comparison. Science!
First, we wandered through town. I’ve described Hale’iwa previously, and it stands. It has a lot of touristy surf shops, a bunch of knick-knack shops and a ton of restaurants. We wandered in and out of shops and I bought a shirt and Miranda got a neat turtle-themed bottle opener and a present for her mom.
Killer Tacos did not compare. The food was good, but it didn’t hold a candle to North Shore Tacos.
At night we watched a few more episodes of Lost and then passed out from a long day!
For whatever reason, on this trip we’d left the planned activities to a minumum. We usually have something every other day that we’d booked or scheduled, but for this we left it mostly up to a spur of the moment decision.
This hadn’t worked out so well, simply because you expect Hawaii to be sunny and warm and we had gotten rainy and overcast all week. Turns out that’s what happens when you spend your days on the windward rain forest side of the island.
Hoooowever, Thursday morning the sun was out and the clouds were light and fluffy and I was determined to get out in the sun! I had been eyeballing a kayak trip in Kane’ohe Bay – you paddle out about a half hour and spend some time on a sunken island – at low tide it has about a foot of water over it, and it’s about 2 miles by 1 mile of sand. We drove down the coast again and rented one double kayak and started paddling!
This was a terrific idea, we had a ton of fun. The sandbar was really neat to see, and it was great to make it there on our own steam. There were numerous tour boats driving in and out of the area, but we got to paddle around, drop anchor, snorkel a bit and then rinse and repeat. We spent about 3 hours on the water, heading back after that long because both of our arms and backs were tired – neither of us paddles very often. 🙂
We got back in the car and drove back up the coast towards our accommodations for our last few nights on the island. Just past the town of Hale’iwa, which is famous for it’s North Shore surf breaks during the winter. It’s a neat little town – big enough to support a huge surf population during the winter, but winding down because the winter season is just ending this week or last.
We found another shrimp truck, Macky’s, and decided that it wasn’t as good as Giovanni’s from the other day.
That night Miranda convinced me to go to sleep very early and wake up very early to get to a beach on the westernmost tip of the island to get an early morning glimpse of turtles. I’m always up for waking up early for something exciting, particularly on Hawaii where we tend to stay on Vancouver time just to be able to do these early morning excursions.
We watched a few episodes of Lost (filmed near here…) and then went to sleep listened to the ocean. Our new place is literally right on the ocean – at high tide I can take 10 steps and be in it.
