Thursday, August 24, 2006

12 July 2006 ...black sand

(I've split the day's blog entries. Otherwise it might be a long interval between entries)


We have lunch at Punalu'u Bakery, the southernmost bakery in the USA in the southernmost town in the USA, Nahela. It's supposed to be famous for its sweetbreads. We taste the samples - guava, taro and something else. We are not impressed. We get breads like these in heartland bakeries. But we are definitely impressed with the roast beef sandwich. It may be fast-foody (though we have to wait a long time for our order to appear), but the thick chunks of meat are juicy and tasty.




The sky starts turning grey as we make our way to Punalu'u Black Sand Beach. This is a drive-up beach with proper parking, toilet and showers. So it's popular with humans and turtles. Lots of families frolicking about. And lotsa "don't" signs, with a mobile one that is parked next to a beached turtle. But we are here to hunt a geocache hidden by some schoolkids and another, which is our first letter-box hybrid cache (another logo to collect on our GC scorecard), not swim. And we are pressed for time as we have to check in at Volcano before the B&B office closes at 5pm.

We see a granddad who is fishing by a pond away from the beach near the forest. "Tilapia," he tells us when he sees us stopping to watch. His bait? Macadamia nut. He points to a huge bag of them, which he says he takes to his grandkids. He offers us some, but we say no thank you. He fishes for sport and as soon as he lands a fish, he removes the hook and throws the critter back into the water. His Hawaiian pidgin is pretty cheem, but we sort of catch the drift.

1 comment:

Viv & Chewie said...

The fisherman-granddad said he's even developed a technique to hook the fish right in the middle of its mouth, so that it's easier for him to remove the hook!