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E-LEV-EN: children from 1984 to 2006

HOME-SCHOOL-ING: since 1990

DOWN-SYN-DROME: susie and gabe

GRAND-CHILD-REN: since 2010

FAITH-FUL-NESS: my steadfast rock, my biggest supporter, my leader, my friend, my love, my husband

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Kauai, Hawaii in pictures

Sorry to my kids who've been looking for these for a few weeks. I'm sacrificing to get them done now, but don't see another way. I'll have to have coffee for breakfast.

We returned from our wonderful week-long respite a full 3 weeks ago now. I came home so relaxed and refreshed that I seemed to just float in la-la land for a couple of days. Then bam. Life found me again. I was laid flat by the flu for two days and needed two more to get back on my feet. A few others joined the sick club, basketball games were on the calendar, field trips were scheduled, school had to get done, meals, laundry, cleaning, real life for sure.

But I still feel the effects of our week away. I smile when I think of how simple it all was. If we wanted to go somewhere at 8, we did. Just like that, we just left. When we put something down, it stayed put. When we cleaned something up, it stayed cleaned. When I washed the dishes (notice I didn't say 'we' this time) they stayed washed. It was surreal. It was so easy. It was utterly relaxing. It was a wonderful break. But I don't want to move and I don't want to retire just yet. Breaks are good, but living the crazy, busy, scattered life that I do is better in the more permanent sense. And getting away makes that clearer. The love and appreciation I have for my family and home is always keener after a step back and time of reflection.

The very best part, of course, was being with Keith and not having anything to think about but being with him. We could do everything together all the time, and with the exception of a .3 mile spur on a 9-mile hike (I passed), we did.

Kauai is called the Garden Island for good reason and the pictures pretty much speak for themselves, so I'll keep the text to a minimum and let the pictures do the talking.


Keith is a marvelous trip planner and researched some spectacular hikes. We logged over 20 miles in our six days. Warning signs were abundant, we are not faint-hearted hikers.





My "tow rope" when the uphill switchbacks got to be a bit too much.





We did not leave feeling cheated out of relaxation.





Loved the trees

















Loved the sunsets





Some typical tourist activities:
Visited the falls best known as the "Fantasy Island" falls. Tattoo points over them and says, "Boss, da plane, da plane!"

Historic walk through Waimea, the landing spot of James Cook, with 80-year-old native guide Aletha--a wealth of information, she had a fantastic memory and shared all we wanted to hear. What a treat to get a personal account of her memory of the bombing of Pearl Harbor and the pre and post-statehood days of Hawaii.

The Grand Canyon of the Pacific, Waimea Canyon

A luau



We also saw whales, dolphins, seals, and turtles, birds and birds, and too many chickens. We took a boat trip, snorkeled, shopped at the open markets for local produce, and visited the largest coffee plantation in the US. We hiked like we were young and played shuffleboard like we were old.

But best of all, we added to a precious pool of memories of enjoying being together.

8 comments:

Joey said...

Very cool. You know how I feel about this place!

I'm also well aware that this was not posted at 9:01 AM! :)

Keithslady said...

Ha! I began downloading pictures at 9:01 AM. I think I'd managed to get three done before my day ended. I don't know why blogspot posted my start time and not my end time. It makes me look a bit more 'responsible'. However, now the coffee for breakfast is a moot point. (What kind of word is 'moot' anyway?)

Mary Silverberg said...

Beautiful pictures! Jeff was wondering if Keith was speaking in toungs when that flame of fire was on his head. :)

Chet said...

Great pictures! Someday I'll make a trip out there.

Ellen said...

I loved the pictures, especially the last one of the sunsets. Thanks for posting this...was wondering when we'd get to see them!

Keithslady said...

Mary--I set up and took a second picture (self timer) so I could try to move that flame, but I couldn't get the whole rocking chair effect. So, the flame remained!

Keith took a full week to just learn to count to ten in Spanish, and that was after we put it to music. If he ever did speak another language it would definitely be the result of being filled by the Spirit!

Priscilla said...

You going to bring me along babe?

Growing with Grace said...

Those were absolutely beautiful pictures, Mrs. White. I loved the first one you had of the mountains and the ocean.
Rachel Silverberg