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diary : february 2007
Wow,
too many fun things this month! The most interesting to most of
you would be our week-long vacation on the Big Island of Hawai'i, where I
finally got to see a live volcano. Fitting for a former geologist,
huh? More on our trip below.
Of more interest to me than you was my weekend jaunt to
visit sister Stephie & bro-in-law Peter in San Diego. We ate some
fine food (most of which was prepared by master chef Peter), hung out with
their big dogs (3 Irish wolfhounds & 2 retired racing greyhounds) and did
a mess o' crossword puzzles (they're both addicts.)
The lead singer of my
fave band of all time, the Loved Ones, is fronting a new trio that is
spectacular,
Honeycut.
And I stumbled into a performance -- they unexpectedly opened for one of my
other faves, Cake at the
UC Berkeley campus.
So more about Hawai'i... the first night, we arrived
late, drove through the rain, & stayed at the Volcano House in
Hawai'i Volcanoes
National Park. In the morning, we started exploring; How was
feeling pretty chipper so we hiked Kilauea Iki (with cool steam vents, big
caves, and a rolling, wave-like surface) then drove the Crater Rim Drive,
stopping along the way to see big steaming craters and acres of flows,
where in some places the ground was hot to the touch! Our last stop
was a couple miles from the active vents, where the roadway ends abruptly
in a pile of lava. We could only see distant steam where the lava
was entering the ocean, though apparently at night the show was more
intense.
We then drove across the island to Kona and the
Hilton Waikoloa Village -- which was quite a trip. The hotel, I
mean, not the ride. It's huge, sprawling, and has both trams & canal
boats to move you around the facility. I particularly liked the big
statues representing all twelve animals of the Chinese calendar. The
whole thing was extraordinarily artificial, but charming non-the-less.
We had fun snorkeling in the man-made cove, even swimming along with the
resident sea turtles (note, though the turtles don't like being touched,
they move too slowly to successfully bite you -- heh.)
The
other big highlight was a station ride I took at
Dahana Ranch.
It was sooooo cool. No nose-to-tail trail ride this; it's a working
ranch, there's work to be done, and doggone it -- tourists will pay to do
it! I went with a couple and their two young girls (first clue that
this was not going to be too big a challenge for my modest horseman
skills). As we rode out to the Brahman crossbreds, our guide
instructed us NOT to stay in a line because the horses, being working
beasts, needed to always be reminded to move independently of one another.
So we meandered across the lush, green, rolling hills for about a half
hour, 'til we found the grazing cattle. For the next hour and a
half, we moved the cows, bulls, & calves (about a mile?) to their new
pasture. Luckily, I'd recently seen "Brokeback
Mountain" and had all my whistles & calls down pat. The horses
knew their jobs well, and even chasing down the errant cud-chewer at a
trot was a breeze. We came across a couple unlucky dead cows, but
had fun watching the calves try to nurse while Mom was trying to mosey
along.
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