Life in Kana-text (er… CONtext)
This is my I've-been-in-the-water-all-morning smile: The swell is still up pretty high, so a lot of the little spots we checked out (Manini Beach, Kealakekua Bay, Ke'ei, City of Refuge picnic areas) were too surfy for good snorkeling, but we hit the jackpot at Honaunau, just protected enough that it's not a matter of getting … Continue reading Hawai’i Day Three: In the Water!
It's difficult to explain the pull this place has on me. The easy thing to say (which I DO) is that I went to school here, thirty years ago. That's one tie: I lived here, however temporarily, and I hung out with Locals. That's why I can exclaim, when a tour guide begins to describe … Continue reading Hawai’i Day Two: Seeing Stars, & Staying Put
It's senseless to be sleepless after the day we just had. I should be knocked out and snoring full-bore, but I haven't slept. It's not distressing the way sleeplessness sometimes is. I've sat on the balcony with my head on my arms on a cushion on the ledge, just watching the waves under the half-moon. … Continue reading Sleepless in Hawai’i
Morning. We were on a mission once the dive shops opened---looking for a short-sleeve rash guard for Jon (because we couldn't find his at home) and a waterproof pouch for Jeep keys (because we forgot ours at home). And beach towels. And sunscreen. We got some warm-weather walking in, for sure---making the rounds of several … Continue reading First Day in Hawai’i: Working Toward “Vacation Gear”
This morning my husband says he can tell I'm "on my charger." He knows that he has to periodically set me down by the edge of the sea, like putting a cell phone on its charger. It took twelve hours of sleep to get there, though---after a 2:30 am wake-up in Washington to catch the … Continue reading On my Charger
Writing yesterday about the canoe trip my dad and I took together got me thinking about the other road-trip he and I took, five years later... The first thing I signed up for, when I hit college, was a course to get certified as a Scuba diver, because I planned to study Marine Biology. I … Continue reading A Safe Bet
When our parents used to tuck us into bed at night, Mother usually sang something---they had a broad repertoire of folk songs---and Daddy was our stories guy. He had an ongoing saga about a pair of mischievous alligators, "the Lucys," who followed us on all our travels, getting into trouble as they tried to keep … Continue reading The Daddy-Daughter Downpour
Kana's Chronicles 