Showing posts with label Maliko. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Maliko. Show all posts

Sunday, June 20, 2010

How not to take a photo.

Saturday:
Step one: Post Kanaha sail, find the perfect shady spot to relax and enjoy the Maui Race series.
Step two: As the action begins, turn on the camera only to be alerted that the memory card is full.
Step three: No prob...switch to second camera with gargantuan 16gb card.
Step four: Open up camera door to transfer card, only to find slot empty.
Step five: Curse my carelessness and chalk it up as a good lesson.

Sunday:
Step one: Pack Gopro, which I checked last week was fully charged, sealed and ready to go.
Step two: Due to previous days debacle, double check both cameras have working memory cards and fully charged batteries.
Step three: Arrive at 1000 Peaks, mount Gopro on paddle only to be told by know-it-all friend that the batteries are not fully charged and won't last long.
Step four: Dismiss friend observations, paddle out, ready camera for action and find batteries are dead.
Step five: Momentarily pout in disbelief at blank led screen.
Step five: Play for two glorious hours with needless extra weight on the paddle. Chalk it up to weight training and hope that all battery/memory card related wrinkles are now out of my system.

At least I managed one photo.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Maliko and other things (all less cute).

In response to Lano's request for pictures of the new pup in Kuau town...I'm afraid most of my shots were a variation on this one. I put this down to still having the shakes because moments before I met the fury little dude, I got scared to death by fury dude's dad, Ulli, hiding (and convincingly whimpering) in the dog crate-bastard!

Occasionally Maliko stopped moving...

....queue Donny Osmond 'Puppy love'!

Meanwhile, a band slightly less well known than the Osmonds got together Saturday night and after jamming on the Ukulele Giampaolo declared "I'm born to play this instrument". Having learnt that Aunty Jenny teaches at the Kainoa Senior center he asked for her schedule. "Well first of all you have to be 55" she said.....something for him to look forward to.

"Daddy, Daddy, what's that"?

Don't be scared children it's only Aunty Sharon SUPing with a miniature paddle.

Mmmmmmmm after dinner digestivo anyone?