Diving in the Deep End - or Not.

I’m on vacation; I don’t want schedules, plans, timelines or deadlines. My husband and I have adopted a “we’ll get to it when we get to it” attitude.

Yesterday, we stopped in at Maui Dive Shop’s Wailea location, looking for a little excitement. Everett, the sales rep suggested ,maybe, we’d like to get dive certified. It only takes a few days and we would be certified for life. (That’s dive certified ;-))

My husband is ready to go with the flow, sign up, pay the man our money.   I, however, am only ‘interested’.  I want to dive; I just don’t want to commit to three consecutive days in which I would have to get up early and actually DO something and be somewhere at a specific time.  It goes against the grain of my vacation philosophy of ‘I’ll get to it when I get to it.’

So I thought it prudent to “test” the waters, so to speak.  I challenged myself – if I could get up, get mobile and go snorkeling three mornings in a row, then I could surely get up, get mobile and go diving three mornings in a row. Today, day one of my personal challenge, saw me get out of bed bright and early, and armed with a map indicating good snorkel spots, head off to Olowalu, south of Lahaina on Route 30. I’d packed a lunch the night before and even though the unusually loud crashing of waves on shore in front of our condo had kept me awake much of the night, I hoped my energy levels would pick up once I hit the water.

The map said cars often got stuck in the soft sand in the parking area, so I made sure to park on solid ground.   At Oowalu, waves crashed mercilessly on shore, just like at the beach at our condo.  Today is the first time since we arrived we’ve seen swells this big on the south west coast (see video below).  In any case, that wasn’t going to stop me. I was going snorkeling come hell or high water.

Or not.

It wasn’t the hell or high water that stopped me. It was the sign – the one that said “WARNING: Sharks May be Present”.

Of course, Dean was ready to ignore the sign’s message as if it were a highway speed sign.  To quell my obvious concerns, he sought the opinions of some local divers who were just coming in off the water.  “No big deal,” says the diver, “Sharks are like Labrador puppies, curious and playful most of the time.”

Nope. Not gonna do it. Not putting a big toe in the water.

Reluctantly, Dean agreed to find a ‘safer’ snorkel beach. But with such big swells, we decided to call it a day.   When we arrived home, a neighbour told us there'd been a shark attack yesterday at the very Kihei beach where we’d spent most of the day.

I’m still undecided about the diving thing.  It all depends on whether I can get up, get mobile and go snorkeling tomorrow morning.

The beach in front of our condo has been a wonderful place for a morning dip ... but today conditions were less than ideal - unless you are into body surfing, like these fearless youngsters.

What IS that? Fruit, Tropical Fruit!

In an ideal world, I would have a personal chef prepare delicious healthy meals for me, but in the real world, alas, I must cook my own.

Our Maalaea Bay Condo is fully equipped with everything except the groceries. So we have braved the obligatory trip to Costco. We've been exploring the local grocer, farmer's markets and roadside fruit stands. I can't tell you how many times I have put my interview skills to work with the question, "What IS that?"

THAT is Cherimoya and it is exactly as the sign describes. Delicious!  Inside is creamy white and it tastes a bit like custard.

 

 

These Hawaiian sweet potatoes are purple inside! They are also called Okinawan potatoes or purple yams.  Okinawan sounds a lot like Okanagan, and I would like to know if anyone back home grows these! Because they are FAB!

Bring your own bag! What a brilliant plan. And there are those in the Okanagan who would love to see the same rules instituted - and that makes good sense. Saw this story on Castanet recently... Penticton man wants plastic bags banned.

When life hands you lemons, make fresh squeezed lemonade - because it is delicious! The powdered lemonade mix I have purchased occasionally has no resemblance to fresh squeezed Maui lemonade.   

Oh but for the kindness of strangers, my life would not be changed forever.  Seriously, I saw this couple with

this fabulous looking treat and I had to ask, “What IS that?” 

 

This, they told me, is the best Hawaiian Shave Ice in the land.  And so it was that I had my very first taste of Hawaiian Shave ice--  coconut, lilikoi and sweet cream - purchased from Maui Girlz Shave Ice concession at the Maui Swap Meet.  Turns out I was served by Jessica Griffiths, who is a local celebrity and the model for the first Hawaiian inspired American Girl doll.



 The Maui Swap Meet (not a swap meet at all) is like a HUGE farmer’s market (see pics at bottom of post) with an excellent selection of local art, food and clothing. It is held every Saturday in Kahului and well worth visiting.  We are returning next weekend – for more shave ice and for the incredible selection of fruits and vegetables.

 

 

 

Jelly Fish Jitters

Day before yesterday, I picked up a magazine called NO KA 'OI Maui because it had a picture of a pretty fish on the cover and sported an eye catching headline that read, 5 Best Snorkel Spots.  We’ve snorkeled at the beach in front of our condo because it’s easy access, but we know the island offers far better spots. And we aim to find them. 

So, we chose Makena Landing, one of the spots listed in the magazine.  To get there, we drove through the palm lined streets of the luxury resort town, Wailea … which reminded me that I still hadn’t checked the lottery ticket purchased before leaving the Okanagan.


Big Beach, November 22, 2013

Makena Landing Beach, November 22, 2013
 

Makena Landing Beach is not one of long brown sugar sandy beaches like Big Beach, which is a gorgeous area further down the road at Makena State Park. Makena Landing is much smaller and rockier, but the offer of good snorkeling meant there were lots of people on the beach.  

Parking is handy and so are washrooms.

We wasted no time getting in the water….  and I wasted no time getting right back out.  Call me chicken! 

I’d only swum out a few feet when a young boy, around 10 years of age, was stung by a jelly fish. Oh, he was brave, I’ll give him that. There was none of that screaming that would have been heard around the island, had it been me who was stung.  I do not handle such things with any kind of decorum.

Some locals offered up first aid, applying the juice from a plant on the beach to the side of the boy’s face, where a nasty rash had appeared.  Others pulled beer cans out of their coolers to soothe the sting.  Apparently, this was the second incident this morning. 

I watched from the beach as Dean carried on his snorkeling adventure.  I wanted to go back in; I really did. But I simply couldn’t bring myself to risk it.

Up to this point,  I wasn’t concerned about jelly fish, but  now it was at the front of my mind so naturally I googled it.  According to http://www.to-hawaii.com/maui/beaches/ jelly fish typically arrive 9-12 days after a full moon.  Just a few days ago, I snapped some pics of the beautiful full moon from our lanai. Oh oh.  Strains of the tune from Little Red Riding Hood fill my mind, “If you go into the woods (I mean water) today, you’re in for a big surprise.”

So thank you, young man at the beach, for taking one for the team.  I will keep this jelly fish calendar on my person for the next 7 weeks!

Today, we head (safely) to the swap meet in Kahului, where the only jellyfish I expect to see is in the local art!

Jelly fish calendar from http://www.to-hawaii.com/maui/beaches/

 

 

 

Warning Signs on West Maui's Rugged North Shore

Of course we saw the signs.  They were right there, large amber coloured, diamond shaped warning signs, and we interpreted them as cautions, not outright prohibitions.  Traveling from Wailuku north on Route 340, the road became windier and we knew it was probably going to get interesting.  So, we thanked the signs for the ‘heads up’ and drove on, around the first narrow corner, then the second and then … well, in for a penny, in for a pound.

This was an unplanned excursion. After a morning walk along the three mile beach that fronts our condo and an early afternoon siesta, we decided to head out on a reconnaissance mission, scouting out cool places to suggest to our upcoming visitors from the Okanagan.    

We took Highway 30 to Wailuku, past the Iao Valley which we’d visited the day before, and onto Route 340, also called the Kahekili Highway.  (After driving this road, let me stress that this is not a Highway by any stretch of the imagination).

If we’d had a map in the car we’d have seen the dotted red line with the words Narrow road, drive at your own risk. Maybe we’d have turned back, but probably not.  Because we’re funny that way.

We didn’t realize that we were on West Maui’s rugged North Shore; perhaps it is the not knowing that made this road trip so outstanding.  The road is single lane for many miles, with constant curves, no guardrails and teeny weeny places to pull over to yield to oncoming traffic.

It is hair raising; I’m not gonna lie.  But the rewards  … outstanding rugged coastlines, picturesque farmland, a rustic village and so much more.

Shortly after passing Turnbull Gallery’s life-sized giraffe sculpture we came to amazing farmland overlooking the ocean. Egrets wade through the tall grass where cows are grazing, unlimited ocean views in the background. 

And straight ahead is a stunning, rocky island, which I later learn is Mokeehia Island, a seabird sanctuary.

We continue to climb the windy road, until we come to an unexpected treasure - the Kaukini Gallery and Gift Shop. Located on a cliffside overlooking the picturesque village of Kahakuloa, this shop has a superb variety of Maui inspired art and gifts. The views from here are shockingly beautiful. Artist in residence, Karen Lei Noland, suggested we stop at the Olivine Pools, a natural lava formation that creates large tidal in the rocks, so we did.  

But not before stopping at a viewpoint of Kahakuloa Head, a landmark hill at the end of a small bay, and purchasing a lemon smoothie from a colourful converted school bus that looks like it might be permanently parked there.

Soon, the road became “normal” and I unclenched my fingers from the dashboard.

Within minutes we saw several cars parked at the side of the road and we guessed this just might be the Olivine Pools, as it is not marked.  A couple returning to their vehicle confirmed that it was and the woman, noticing my fashion flip flops cautioned me against venturing down the rocky path.

So, we wandered just far enough to snap some photos and decided to come back another day.  Driving just a few minutes on, we discovered the Nakalele Blowhole and though my footwear prohibited us from making the trek down to the ocean, our reconnaissance mission has been a success!  We have discovered some wonderful places to which we will return in the coming weeks.

A Winery and a Goat Farm: Feeling at home in Maui

If you've received the latest issue of Okanagan Woman Magazine in the mail, you know that the editor (moi) is spending a couple of months in Maui, HI this winter. Four days ago, on November 12th, my husband and I boarded a WestJet Flight from Kelowna to Vancouver, Vancouver to Maui.

We came for the sun, beaches and water sports -- doesn't everyone? But two months is a long time to be away from home in the Okanagan Valley, so while we explore the island, looking for new adventures, we’re also looking for places that connect us to home.





Hula Circle at Tedeschi Winery, Upcountry Maui
 



And where better than Maui’s only winery?  Ok, truth is, I’m using a bit of creative licence here.  We had not intended to visit the winery today. We were aiming for the Surfing Goat Dairy Farm (because we live on a little goat farm in Armstrong) but we got lost and realized we were on the road to the winery, so … what the heck? The plan had been to visit the winery a little later in our stay, when we are expecting friends from Lake Country to join us for a few days.  But there are no rules that say we can’t visit the winery twice, and since we were half way there … need I say more?

The Tedeschi Winery is located upcountry at Ulupalakua Ranch.  The drive up the mountain has plenty of switchbacks (slower and windier than Westside Road) and offers spectacular scenery and photo ops.  The wine tasting shop is quaint, but it’s not a winery tour like you might be used to in the Okanagan.  You don’t get to visit the vineyard or the wine cellars, but the grounds are lovely and the pineapple wine was intriquing.

We still wanted to find the goat dairy, so we cut our visit to the winery short, knowing we would be back in a few weeks. We backtracked, stopping briefly for a quick stroll through Sun Yat Sen Park, which has several memorial monuments and plenty of large Agave plants that have been engraved with the initials from its many visitors. 

 
We made it to the Surfing Dairy Goat Farm in time for the last tour and tasting of the day.  So, with a unique blend of goat cheese called 'Canada' (honey, cranberry & cinnamon) and  a bottle of Maui Blanc Semi Dry Pineapple wine in hand (OK, not really in hand, because I'm pretty sure that's against the law ... but in the cooler located in the trunk of our rental car) we drove back down the mountain, having found an Okanagan connection here in Maui.