We awoke before dawn to the lovely sound of a distant marimba … since I left my iphone in the living room (that’s our alarm, and "marimba" is the sound it plays when it’s time to wake up). We were out the door on our run in early light. DeeAnn captured a few shots along our running route. Here's the trail out on a point (click on images to enlarge).
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| There's a path bordered by rocks. Really. Look closer! |
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| Honolua Bay (of surfing fame) is in the distance, only about 2 miles off. |
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| Sunrise |
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| View towards Moloka'i |
We returned from our run just in time to say our goodbyes to our friends who were leaving for Kaua'i just after 8.
By 8:45 a.m., we again emerged from our room, snorkel gear in hand, to bid farewell to turtles and reef fish. I gave DeeAnn a brief tour of the reef out in front of the point break, too.
There was enough left in the fridge for scrambled eggs with cheese, Portuguese sausage, and coffee. And, with that, we began to pack. It was now our turn to make the goodbye sound all visitors must make: the click-click-click of our rollerboard luggage’s sidewalk trek from condo to car.
One of our condo “neighbors” created an exterior decoration reminding all passers by of something to look forward to: Valentine’s Day. This will be our 22nd, and there’s every reason to believe it will be the best ever. Here's the decorated condo:
The snorkel gear was dropped off, then I drove to Kihei so DeeAnn could scout for whales. The surfboard went home to Maui Wave Riders in Kihei, and then we were off the airport.
Every moment of every day here has been special and perfect. DeeAnn arranged a special treat: our return flight was nonstop from Kahului, Maui to San Jose (a mere five hours). As we approached the mainland around 10:30 pm, I spotted the bright lights of fishing boats dotting the ocean. Next, I could plainly see the outline of Santa Cruz's coastline below and Monterey Bay to the south. We were looking forward to getting home to our three cats.
Aloha!
Welcome back bradah.
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