May 27, 2008

Kaua'i Part II

It's our last day on Kaua'i. We have to check out at 10am and our flight doesn't leave until nearly 5pm, so we've got a couple more things on our "to do" list before we leave. One is to buy Red Dirt t-shirts. For those of you who've never been here, the volcanic rock turns into red soil that stains Everything. Once it's on your clothes or shoes, it is Never Coming Out. Bleach will hold no sway, and you must carry your red badge of courage forever. So...when given lemons, they say, make lemonade, and a fellow here has done just that!

We also plan to stop at the Kaua'i Museum. More later on that. I like the scenery, but I find the history of the islands fascinating.

Sunday...

On Sunday, sweetie and I spent the day together sightseeing and hitting the beach. Mom and George stayed behind to watch the Indy 500. Sweetie and I gazed a bit on the Kilauea Point Lighthouse, found a beach just outside of Kapaa and I finally got some salt water on my skin! Then we headed to Wailua to ride up the Wailua River to see the Fern Grotto. When we got up there, much had changed... Up until 2006, visitors used to be able to go right into the Fern Grotto, but as our guide explained, that year Kauai saw 42 days of straight rain which saturated the ground. This caused mud slides and boulders to fall, and rocks falling continued to be a problem. So, in the interest of safety, no foot traffic was allowed into the grotto any more and a landing was built for visitors to view the grotto. In addition, Hurricane Iniki pretty much wiped out the long fern fronds and though they are growing back, they have a long time to go before reaching their original splendor. Still the trip up and down the river was worth it, with our Smith's Tours hosts providing true local entertainment on the way up and "dey wen talk story" on the way back.

Another word on the chickens...

Our guide was asked where all the chickens came from. He told us that the Tahitians brought their own chickens, but the ones you see all over the island came from their Filipino brothers who arrived about a hundred years ago. They all had cock fighting chickens and kept them in their yards. However, since cock fighting is now illegal, when a fight was broken up, folks would just drop their chickens and run away. In addition, storms, broken coops, etc, led to the chickens running loose, and since there are no natural predators on the island, they've exploded in population. He said, "Dey gon have to do som'ting pretty soon."

Monday

Mom and George had to endure a 2+ hour time share presentation, but after that we went to lunch in Kapaa, did some shopping and then came back to laze away the rest of the afternoon. Off to bed early, and here it is, time to head back to O'ahu.

And it's my birthday...could I possibly get spoiled any more? I am in the land where my skin doesn't crack, the temperature floats between 77 and 83 degrees F (sorry DB!), and I can indulge myself in all sorts of local cuisine.

Aloha everyone. For your viewing pleasure...a lovely hula while heading up the Wailua River.




[+/-] Moa Talk Story/Aloha!

1 comment:

The Red Queen said...

Ah red dirt. Georgia is covered in that stuff. Never comes out of anything but it sure does look pretty on the ground.

Drink something fruity and alcoholic for me if you get the chance.