Maui Part 2 – The Holiday We Envisaged Mar10

Maui Part 2 – The Holiday We Envisaged...

This is part two of my blog posting on our trip to Maui. The first part can be found here It says something about this enchanting island that after 4 days we hadn’t partaken on a ‘beach day’ yet; added to Han’s need for surf, sea and sand, this was doubly surprising. However, in a sun soaked snorkel swimming way, her wait was soon to be over. We had reconnaissanced the original debaucherous whale hunting turned touristy town of Laihana the previous evening, so wasted no time on our 5th day as we found ourselves walking in the early hours to the main beach strip a couple of kilometres away laden with the beach necessities; towels, frisbees, books, sun tan lotion, snorkel gear, snack food, juggling balls and a hope of swimming with turtles. We had heard a rumour that turtles prefer the early morning for their leisurely eating from the sea floor greenery (presumably they’re hungry after a good nights sleep), and so it was only a mere 5 minutes of setting the towels out in regimented British fashion that Han announced it was snorkelling time. I tried to warn Han that we should snorkel for the sights of the wonderful pacific fish and a sighting of a turtle would be a bonus, but I could tell she harvested ideas that turtles would come to her with gifts of exotic fruit and a pennant for conversation, and so it was after try one I could sense an emotion of disappointment that the turtles had not turned up to welcome us to their underwater domain. However we didn’t have to wait long, and a few hours later in the 75-80 degree Hawaiian heat on another reconnaissance mission, we finally swam with a turtle we named...

Maui – The Island of Adjectives Mar08

Maui – The Island of Adjectives

This is part one of my blog posting on our trip to Maui. The second part can be found here I didn’t know quite what to expect when first landing on the island of Maui in the Islands of Hawai’i, America’s 50th state (being annexed in 1898) – my preconceptions had it as a sandy holiday paradise with golden beaches, Hawaiian Leis thrown around your neck as you land off the plane with Mai Tais being drank overlooking the lapping waves. And although I found some of these thrown into our couple-holiday mix, I also discovered a metallurgical diverse, enchanting, natural paradise that surprised, exceeded and surprised me almost every day. My palindromic girlfriend Hannah (as my great uncle reminded me mere days before boarding) and I landed on a sunny wind swept Wednesday evening and were checked into the backpacker hostel of choice on the island of Maui – Banana Bungalow, in Wailuku. Although not sporting free bananas, as the name may suggest, it did sport a most welcome hot tub, kitchen facilities, free tours of the island and a great lively backpacker community. We had split our holiday into two very diverse separate sections, the first half discovering the wonders of the East part of the island; waking up in the early hours to catch beautiful sunrises, making tantalizing trips to turtle town (I’m not making this alliteration up), and drives down the scenic, car stopping-every-mile Road to Hana, with the second half being a very much relaxed, beach lazing, sun burning, stereotypically Hawaiian getaway in the West. And so it was only 12 hours after setting foot on the original Sandwich Isles, we were up, awake and wide eyed trekking the 3 mile journey from our hostel up through the lush green ‘Iao Valley to take in the natural wonder that is the ‘Iao Needle. Protruding from the fertile rain-heavy sun soaked valley is a 1200ft spine of rock that tradition has it was Maui’s daughters lover, a Merman who swam up the ‘Iao river, whom Maui turned to stone to shelter his daughter from worldly temptations (dads and their daughters hey). The area reminded me of Jurassic Park – no wonder as the opening scenes were indeed filmed on the island, as the helicopter soars through ‘Isla Sorna’ to drop of its passengers in a ‘land that time forgot’. Please specify a Flickr ID for this gallery Although an ultimately decisive battle had culminated in this spot in 1790, turning the rivers red from the blood of the stoic Maui warriors, we found the area very peaceful and tranquil, lush in vegetation and covered with greenery high up into the hills and cliffs surrounding the area. The final destination was most definitely worth a visit, however the trek up the coach-driven tourist heavy route was not, and so after a small hitch back to the main city of Kahului (where the main island airport resides, but now is generally considered a ‘functional’ town) we stocked up on food supplies and bussed it back to our hostel to relax, recharge and grab some small beach items to make an afternoon trip to the nearest beach worth visiting – another bus ride and small walk away….. 3 hours later and I started to get grumpy. ‘This beach is fine, the sand is nice, not many people are on it. Look nice white sand, oooo, nice white sand ….’ I complained and unconvincingly pleaded to Hannah. ‘But our map says the next one in 2 zillion miles is so much nicer’ retorts the ever-ready well-read Han. ‘Stupid tourist books’ I silently grumble. And so it was around 3pm, after walking 3 miles in flip flops down boring sun-pounding tarmacked roads we did indeed find ourselves watching the cool gnarly surfers, majestic wind surfers and funky new-age kite boarders cut shapes in the wind swept wave driven surf as...