Ke’e Beach is at the end of the road and at the beginning of the Na Pali Coast. We walked through a grove of big cypress trees above the beach where a few people were walking and none were swimming. Right away I notice a small, stocky junk-yard dog with a powerful looking jaw and a “I couldn’t care less” attitude. He seems to own the place and chases a rooster on the beach, really moving it along. What’s this? – soon he’s following us. He sticks to us, but then I realize he’s got a nose, too. OK, I give him a corner of my peanut butter and honey sandwich. No thank you from him, not this guy. He’s off to new hunting grounds.
Even the chickens know about begging! I watched one crane its neck toward a lady’s brie sandwich on Poipu Beach today. Finally, I get into the ocean. A foot-long fish swims by me, and I know we’ve found a good snorkeling spot.
Jim and Ann from Albuquerque arrived this evening. Such fun to place an aloha lei around a friend’s neck. As we drive north in the falling dark, we come to the Kapa’a bottleneck. This is the traffic-jam-assured part of the road. There’s a good giant sleeping up in the hills above town. I think Kanaka-Nunui-Moe should awake and come back down to help the people solve the road problem the way he helped them make compost in his footprints and transport stones and koa wood for a sacred house.
Kapa’a is redeemed when we pass the cemetery in the dark. Tiny lights glow on several graves, constellations on earth. Didn’t someone say that when a person dies a new star is born?
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