The Exploration: Hawaii tradition of capturing the first sunset of the new year has been going strong since 2012. 2017’s first sunset was probably the clearest of the past 5 years, with no rain or heavy clouds in sight.
A few weeks ago, our friends over at Island Air asked me to participate in a 12-hour island hopping adventure. The goal? To showcase just how easy it is to travel to one of Island Air’s neighbor island destinations (Lihue, Kahului and Kona). I wanted to be sure to fill the 12-hours with a ton of stuff that I had never experienced before on the the Valley Isle.
No, there is no shipwreck, at least not anymore. Kauai locals have been calling Keoneloa Bay Shipwrecks, by some accounts, since the 1970’s, when an abandoned fishing boat could be seen from the shores. The ship was said to be over 100 feet long. The shipwreck, however, hasn’t been seen since 1982, when either Hurricane Iwa washed it away or it was officially removed.
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. One breath at a time. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. One breath at a time.
Sometimes I need a gentle reminder to slow down for a bit. A gentle nudge on the shoulder telling me that my life isn’t a timed race to live. There is no one at a finish line waiting to give out medals to the person who went the fastest. I don’t need to be going 150 miles-per-hour all the time. Gentle reminders, like those I get when I see turtles like the ones I photographed below, remind me to live a more deliberate life full of intention and to create moments that are full of value.
I love exploring the north and west shores leading up to Kaena Point, primarily because I think it is the last stretch of wild coastline on Oahu. Once you step beyond where the paved roads end in both Mokuleia and Waianae, you are instantly surrounded by beautiful coastal terrain, cultural sites, and remnants of a historical past once dominated by plantations and the military.
A fellow adventurer built this bench in a tree a few years ago. I won’t say who, though. I’ll leave that as part of the mystique…along with the location.
Somewhere along the North Shore is a neat little concrete bunker that was used during World War II. There are many of these bunkers scattered throughout the island, both mauka and makai. It’s always a treat whenever you stumble upon one of these on random occasions.
Tucked behind the million-dollar homes near the posh Portlock is Spitting Caves, know for its naturally manicured sea cliffs and ocean spewing cave. Daredevils have been known to jump off the 65-foot cliff. Beware though, many deaths have occurred here, as the many memorial placards indicate. You’ve got to be a strong swimmer to get your feet back on dry land. It’s probably best to not even get them wet.