The interaction here with other drivers weather it be in a car or on a bike is much more courteous than in the 48 states. We stopped at a famous local place called, Grandma's Coffee Shop in Kula. We had a coffee cake that must have been 6,000 calories, and sucked down more calories with some fruit juice. All the locals go to Grandma's.
We stopped at the Keokea art studio owned by a wonderful man named Sheldon and his dog who's Hawaiian name I can't pronounce. The dog looked like quite a bit like Che. That was the hook. Shelodn's art is wonderful and free. Coincidentally he just happened to grow up in Connecticut like your's truly. Another hook.
Geri and I both zoned in on one painting in particular. We have very similar tastes in art. We know what we like, what we don't like, and we both like the same thing. I spent a goodly amount of my time with the dog. We left to finish the first leg our of leisurely cycle ride for the day down to the winery.
The weather was sunny with pillow case clouds shrouding the top of the Mt. Haleakala. The same mountain we cycled down yesterday. The view on the north-west side ride was breath taking. At the Ulupalakua Winery, and ranch we tasted their white wines, one sweeter, one dryer and one sparkling. I liked all three. A nice crisp fruity wine on a sunny day can't be beat. But, can't drive and drink. There is no shoulder to speak of on this road. One slip of the wrist and you're road toast.
The Ulupalakua Winery has a 5000 head of beef cattle ranch further upcountry than where the winery is located. They sell the beef exclusively on the Island of Maui. They refer to it as, Maui's winery and Maui's beef.
Their Jersey cows are raised on local grasses, no chemicals, no drugs. I was going to buy some jerky, but it was ten dollars for 3 ounces. They sell their very own BBQ beef burgers there. Locals were eating there. There's a couple of pictures of the neighborhood boys down below.
The humidity was high today, close to 75 degrees with a east-west wind. It cushioned us on our way down so I didn't have to use my breaks to often. Well, what goes down must go back up. That's always the fun part of the cycling. We were also upcountry, 3,000 feet above sea level, and I was feeling it. The hills weren't steep, they just never stopped. But, we did have the wind at out back.
By the time we got back up to Grandma's we were beat. Geri had said to herself all the way back, "If I make it back up there I'm buying that picture." I was thinking the same thing.
We made a deal with Sheldon, and the deal was done. Our Hawaiian original will replace my ugly nude above the headboard of our bed, and I think we burnt off that coffee cake from Grandma's cycling back up the .
Leftover pasta for dinner tonight, and if the weather holds I'm going for another ride in the morning before I have to turn the bike back in. Tomorrow is our last full day in Maui. Dining out.
If I was going to live in Maui I'd live up country.
That's it.
Life is what happens in between meals.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
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