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Travel Journal: Kauai & Oahu
Day 3: Monday, June 4, 2001
Today we decided to go hike in Waimea Canyon on the west side of the island. It turned out that it rained for much of the day, so we wound up just exploring that part of the island instead.
After a while, the road gets rougher and you start to pass things like a NASA station and other official installations. After a few more miles, the road ends in another parking lot leading to a lookout that faces north, overlooking the Na Pali coast at the western end. Much of it was in clouds, but you could see it was probably very pretty if you could see it. :-) We drove back along that way along the canyon and finally made our way back down, this time taking the road we'd missed on the way up. It's a much more dramatic road, so it's worth finding it on the way up.
We decided to drive all the way to the west end of the lower road before heading back. Russ & Judy had said there was a nice beach there, and the map showed Barking Sands beach at Polihale State Park, so we went for it. First we went literally to the end of the paved road, which takes you to a gate in front of a military ammunition site. There's a sign saying "Restricted Magazines." We figured you're not allowed to read Playboy or Hustler behind those gates. Reasoning that this was not the beach in question, we turned around and then headed up a dirt road. It quickly became a very bumpy, rutted road, muddy in places. It wasn't clear exactly what would be at the end of this road, but we saw several cars ahead of us, which was strange given the condition of the road. It was very similar to Ormsby, and you don't see three cars up ahead of you on Ormsby. So we figured we'd keep going, on a quest to find out why we were going to the end of the road. We went probably about 5 miles or so, maneuvering our way around big ruts and muddy spots, kind of fun actually.
So now that we'd checked out the end of both the high and low roads on the west end of the island, it was time to explore some of the other towns along the way back to the east of the island. The map showed the next real town as Hanapepe (which is fun to say), so we headed there. There was a turnoff to the left that leads to the downtown, but it was pretty small, maybe two blocks with stores sparsely laid out. Most of the stores were closed. Walendo figured it must be because of Father's Day, undeterred by the fact that it was not Father's Day. It wasn't even Sunday. We thought there must be more, so we explored a little more and wound up in the residential area of the town. Kauai has a reddish soil throughout the island, but it gets especially dark (burnt sienna color) on the west end. Many of the houses had dark red stains along the ribs of the siding. Probably it's tough to keep the houses clean. I'd probably paint my house a reddish color if I lived in that area. Having explored all there was to see, we continued on the main road going east. We passed by a few more towns without realizing we were there. Then we followed signs to Koloa, which is off the main road, south on the way to Poipu. Koloa had more of a downtown. Still only a few blocks, it's lined with stores along a boardwalk. So we got out and strolled through the town. Still, it was drizzling, so maybe it was more of a determined walk. We stopped in a tchatchke shop and I bought a sarong with a nice pattern, figuring it'd give the fabric to my mom. Walendo also found some dried mango, so I bought it, but it turned out to be way too sweet, yuck. We meandered through some of the other stores but didn't buy anything. We did notice a pizza place called Pizzetta's that looked good and figured we'd try to make it back there for dinner sometime. That was all the exploring for the day. We made it back to Wailua, first stopping at Safeway to pick up some coffee and juices. Actually, Walendo bought them while I wandered through the stores in that shopping center, noting a natural foods store that had mangoes, so at least there's a place nearby to get them. I also went into an ABC store, just because Dipti told me I had to. Nothing much of interest, though. When we got back to the condo, I took a nap. I had been feeling sleepy all day, so it was nice to conk out. Walendo did some noodling on the computer. I guess that's what vacation is for.
While we were waiting for our food, we watched the cook go about his business. He looked to be about 80 years old or so, and he was fully absorbed in his task, filling each bowl with noodles, then soup, then cubes of pork, chopped scallion, sometimes won ton-looking things, and then some sort of fish thing with bright pink in it. Walendo really liked the soup, I found it a little too salty for my tastes. Both of us were fairly ill at ease in the restaurant, not sure if we were following the protocol, but Walendo seemed like he was coping pretty well. Later he said he feel completely out of place. He fooled me. We decided to pass on the pie, even though Russ had recommended it. He would later chastise us in email when we told him we'd gone but hadn't had the pie. I think his words were "Didn't I $!#@'ing tell you to get the *(#@!$ pie?" which made us laugh. I needed my chocolate fix for the night, so we stopped at a few places to find chocolate on dark chocolate Haagen Dazs bars. Luckily, they had them at Safeway. Walendo got some cookies. Back at the condo, we watched a little TV and went to bed.
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