The six of us loaded in the car and started out on our trek across the island to the town of Kihei. Once the trip began, we remembered that it's usually best to stay close to home on weekends. Traffic was bumper to bumper and we crawled along at 20 mph.
Once we reached Kihei, the crowds were large, and parking was scarce. Our faithful driver Gary, had all but given up when out of the grace of God, a parking space appeared. The group split up, and promised to return in an hour.
Wayne and Patti went one way, Mark, Gary, Susie and MG went another. It took us all of two minutes before we told the boys to go on ahead, and get a beer. Susie and I were approaching vendors and we knew that the boys wouldn't have the patience to watch us shop.
The venue was like a small Salem Art fair.There was food, music, and lots of people. Temperatures were hovering in the mid 80's and there was little wind to keep us cool. As enjoyable as visiting with local artisians is, the temperature made us happy to leave after an hour..
A quiet evening at home with the blender running, filled with papaya, mango, pineapple, juices, and a
little rum made for a fun time. We also had a few rousing games of yahtzee.
The highlight of the evening was finally seeing whales off our deck. A mama, baby and the largest male whale any of us had seen. His flipper must have been 20 feet in the air! I didn't have my camera outside at this time, so you'll have to take my word for it, he was ginormous!! Mark had his super duper binoculars, and it was wonderful viewing.
No matter how many times we see whales, the excitement is the same each time. How I marvel at these gentle giants of the sea!
These boys had miniature marshmallow shooting guns. Thought Ty would have loved this, but then thought about Lucy and let it rest.
This artist made a marlin out of garbage collected on the beach...lovely work of art, and a lesson of how much garbage folks leave on the beach
Here is the baby whale stretching out...guess the family heard we're members of their group. :-D
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