Our turtle viewing yet to be satiated, we head slightly
closer to home; 30 minutes up the road – we had traversed the island in search
of turtles and so far, had seen but one.
Location 4: Two Steps (Honaunau Bay).
Immediate elation was found from pulling up, finding an easy car park
right just across the road from the rock
Snorkeling with turtle |
One in the eye for over-researching stuff: sometimes, the
close spot is actually worth prioritising. Sure we can get a warm, intrepid
glow from searching far and wide, but in reality there are reasons why some of the
great spots are right near where people stay.
Turtle hanging out in rock pool |
The fish were also abundant, a great snorkeling location
overall. Having just floated watch our
turtle for a while we venture further out.
The fish and coral we see are just as good as our scuba dives earlier in
the week and significantly cheaper.
A short while later, there is another turtle, a much larger one swimming
gracefully along. We start to wonder why we traveled so far and walked in the
heat, humidity and challenging terrain in search of turtles in the previous
days. The answer is simple though, because we treasure the chance to encounter
these gentle creatures. We would highly recommend snorkeling at this spot, and
judging from the growing numbers as the morning wore on this is widely agreed.
Apparently, there are sometimes dolphins swimming here also, we didn’t see any
but were happy with our turtles.
Close encounters of the Trump kind |
Imu earth oven...cooking our pig |
Having safely navigated our Trump encounter.....clean and dry (we’ve been wet a lot this holiday so far) we
Ubered to our luau at the Royal Kona Resort…along with another couple of
hundred people, apparently this is a quiet night. Mai Tais were included and the barman topped
up the level of rum cheerfully and without question.
The entertainment included
a traditional Hawaiian band and dancers, both were great. The drinks were plentiful as was food. The whole pig was cooked in, and literally unearthed from, an
Imu. It had been cooking below ground since early that morning wrapped in
banana leaves, cloth and the covered in coals and soil.
It's become a cultural cliche, but the rosy sunset, replete with silhouetted coconut palms, Hawaiin steel guitar and ukelele soundtrack, finally drew the last of our pre-holiday tension from us...........
Tropical serenity reflected |
Until we missed our flight out of Kona to Honolulu :/ More on that later.
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