While GP surfed I took off on my bike to Keanae. In an innovative attempt to make a funny little movie I mounted the GoPro on my handle bars, but it was just too wobbly to produce a satisfying….well.... anything. The ride however, was completely gratifying and it felt so good to ride up and down the hills smelling and observing the little things in life. Post spin I went for a wee in the bushes and saw this pretty web, as the spider was missing I deduced (in an unusual roll reversal) I had probably scared it death!
The Hana Cabana where we stay is a slice of heaven, its tranquil, small & simply lovely (not unlike it’s occupants this weekend)! If I ever come back as a plant, I want to take root in Hana.
And finally a not so happy ending. I went to snorkel in the crystal clear water at Hamoa Bay, where (after the disappointment of my bike mount) I figured I’d go back to basics and take the GoPro out for a gentle swim. Bearing the curse of all freckled folk, I slapped on the sunscreen like lard on a channel swimmer. The sandy bottom was speckled with sunlight and as I saw my first shoal of little silver fish I aimed the camera. As I looked through the viewfinder it wasn’t the National Geographic moment that caught my eye, but the rising tide in the ‘waterproof’ case! Aghhhhhh, waterproof camera lesson 101, be sure the housing is properly closed……oh and did I mention that it wasn’t my camera?
As any mature adult would do, I decided to break the news to GP by drawing him a picture of the ill fated object of his desire. I'll sign it of course.......