A storm blew in yesterday afternoon, and as of 9:00 am this morning it's still raining. If we came all this way for the rain it was worth it because it's been about 10 months since we've seen any amount of rain in the Bay Area.
We had our first home cooked meal last night of pasta with tomatoes, roasted garlic, broccoli, olive oil, Italian chicken sausage, and Romano cheese.
Geri and I rented hybrid cycles yesterday then rode up the coast to this small private beach we went to last year. It's a 35 miles trip up and back. These bikes have 27 gears which makes it a lot easier than my single sprocket steel 10 speed.We picked up a head wind coming home, but it was manageable. The words Hawaii and wind are synonymous with one another..
We've seen whale breaching, toucans toucing, and tons of turtles humping each other. The photo below is of Dustin and his dad Jimmy, the owners of the beach we go to up north. Jimmy's family has owned this land forever. He lives out there with his son Dustin who took up wood carving to stay out of trouble. Jimmy's so cool. He told us he's been divorced for 17 years, and raised his four kids by himself. He said, "Being divorced is the best thing that ever happened to me."
One last entry. We had our first meal at our favorite restaurant MaLa on Front Street in Lahaina. I got the Kobe beef burger, and it was cooked to perfection as usual, BUT whoever cooked it didn't let it rest. One bite into the burger and my plate looked like someone had poured beef stock into it.
We will go back and when we do I'm going to 1) complain 2) tell them how to cook it.
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| Jimmy & Me |
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| Dustin the carver |
That's it.
Life is what happens in between meals.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
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