Saturday, October 6, 2007
Molokai - Day 5: Wild Turkeys, Sea Kayaking and the cliffs of Kalaupapa
We were joined by a flock of wild turkeys for breakfast...
guess they were hoping we could spare a few extra corn flakes...
guess they were hoping we could spare a few extra corn flakes...After breakfast, we took the girls sea kayaking... Ellie paddled almost the entire 2 miles! (All that swimming has made her arms and shoulders strong!)
I was really impressed!
I was really impressed! Down the coast we entered a mangrove "forest" and paddled up a narrow stream (sometimes only the width of the kayak). We negotiated through the tunnel of branches and roots which often hung just above our heads. A few times Ellie and I almost ran face first into large spider webs stradling the creek. I don't know who was more freaked out by that... me or the 2" spider staring us down! The stream dumped us into an old "menehune fish pond" believed to be built as early as 800AD.
After the mangrove paddle, we all went out onto the reef and did some snorkeling. It was pretty windy and rough. Kate drank mouthfuls of sea water, but was a trouper! I couldn't talk her into getting back into the boat until Ellie came back in as well...
After kayaking we needed to rehydrate with an island favorite... old fashioned SHAVE ICE! Yum!
Then headed up to the lookout over Kalaupapa (the old Leper Colony). Once we arrived on island we found that you have to be 16 to enter the colony, so we weren't able to take the donkey trail down. (Note: the trail goes down the 4000 ft. cliff on the left! These are the highest sea cliffs in the world, which is what made Kalaupapa the perfect prison to contain the lepers. What a sad story of inhumanity and ignorance.)

Then headed up to the lookout over Kalaupapa (the old Leper Colony). Once we arrived on island we found that you have to be 16 to enter the colony, so we weren't able to take the donkey trail down. (Note: the trail goes down the 4000 ft. cliff on the left! These are the highest sea cliffs in the world, which is what made Kalaupapa the perfect prison to contain the lepers. What a sad story of inhumanity and ignorance.)
Friday, October 5, 2007
Molokai - Day 4: Molokai Ranch, Maunaloa & the wharf
Molokai - Day 3: Mo'omomi Beach to the Molokai Ranch wharf
2 girls ready for adventure, we set out for Mo'omomi Beach. 
Much of this area is owned by native "homesteaders", and it borders several hundred acres managed by the Nature Conservancy.
The waves were a bit rough for swimming, so we decided to hike for awhile and wait out the wind... We could see for miles and miles and in all that, we saw only 1 couple with their dog far off in the distance. I thought about what it would feel like to wash up on these shores and be the only ones here...
The wind was so strong and the surf so high, the girls gave up on swimming and decided to be "mermaids".
We found some really cool shells from the local spiny lobster. They almost looked like blue porcelan pottery...
Molokai - Day 2: Halawa Bay to "Mile Marker 20"
There is one main road on Molokai running East/West about 30 miles. We stayed at the Western end of the island and in typical Hancock fashion began our adventures by hopping in the car and driving, destination unknown. We drove pretty much until we came to the end of the road and found ourselves at Halawa Bay. Much of the route was via a 1 lane road perched precariously along the cliff edge. Scary, but gorgeous!



Apparently most inhabitants left this area after a huge tsunami wiped away thier homes about 40 years ago. (That made me a little nervous...) A few folks still live in this valley, but overall, it's pretty quiet. 
Later we worked our way back to "Mile Marker 20" where we found a great swimming beach.

Later we worked our way back to "Mile Marker 20" where we found a great swimming beach.

Kate has gotten so good in the water, she's snorkeling with her sister!
We ended the day with a killer dinner at the Molokai Hotel...
Molokai - Day 1: On our way



Hi friends,
Just got back from 6 days on Molokai. I've always been curious about that island and it was fun to get over there to check it out! We were planning to camp, but had to change plans at the last minute. The place we were planning to camp was closed. It turned out to be a good thing! There was a big storm the first day and the wind was at least 30mph almost our entire stay. Luckily for us, our friend Tim connected us with his dad who has a place there (THANKS TIM!)
The flight in was amazing. We flew in on a little Cessna and flew low enough to view almost the entire island by air. The surf was a little too rough to swim, so Dave went for an "open air" shower to cool off...
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
When the sky weeps
I visited our little local library today. I was browsing the Hawaiianna section, thinking about my father...
I feel his spirit all around me on this island. It's not just the memories we shared here. I truly feel his presence. I hear his laughter in the rustle of the palms. I see his playful energy in the rising waves at the shore. I smell his sense of adventure on the salty sea air. Memories rush to me, a thousand moments in time strung together like the flowers of a lei. The necklace comes full circle as I think of my girls stretching for new experiences and relive for an instant my own childhood days. Watching the sun set each evening I feel a sense of calm acceptance because I am reminded that tomorrow brings a new sun rise.
It suddenly strikes me that I would not be standing here at this very moment in this library on the island of Kauai had my father not passed away. The irony hits me as my hand is drawn to a volume of Hawaiian proverbs. I open to a random page and read: Uwe ka lani, ola ka honua... When the sky weeps, the earth lives.
I believe the universe speaks when our hearts are open to hear.
I feel his spirit all around me on this island. It's not just the memories we shared here. I truly feel his presence. I hear his laughter in the rustle of the palms. I see his playful energy in the rising waves at the shore. I smell his sense of adventure on the salty sea air. Memories rush to me, a thousand moments in time strung together like the flowers of a lei. The necklace comes full circle as I think of my girls stretching for new experiences and relive for an instant my own childhood days. Watching the sun set each evening I feel a sense of calm acceptance because I am reminded that tomorrow brings a new sun rise.
It suddenly strikes me that I would not be standing here at this very moment in this library on the island of Kauai had my father not passed away. The irony hits me as my hand is drawn to a volume of Hawaiian proverbs. I open to a random page and read: Uwe ka lani, ola ka honua... When the sky weeps, the earth lives.
I believe the universe speaks when our hearts are open to hear.
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