I have to say, my husband was a champ this trip. For a surfer, he was very unfocused on finding his own surf (and he loves surfing in Hawaii). He drove up to Kahului one day and rather than choosing his preferred type of board, he rented one that would be good for his family to use--those of us who are rusty, and those of us who had never tried before. He then spent the entire morning teaching his nephew, Todd, to surf. After a quick tutorial on the sand about how to stand up after catching the wave, they were out in the water. Jeremy helped him time the waves just right and get the speed to catch them, but this boy stood up and rode a wave the very first try! He rode tons of waves! We were thrilled for him.
And then Jeremy watched me surf for the first time since Finn's birth. It was pretty fun even though the waves could have been mistaken for ripples. It was a perfect reintroduction, and I honestly don't think I could have caught bigger or faster waves at this point.
And then he took Finn out to see what he thought.
I think he had more fun getting his legs buried in the sand by his cousin Ben, and later having a naked romp in the sand and water.
A little later that morning Todd went out again to wow his parents with his new mastery (they had been on aforementioned snorkel trip earlier in the morning). Again, he caught wave after wave.
After Finn's nap we caravaned over to Lahaina where we had seriously the best shave ice ever.
We waited in a fairly reasonable line, you know, throwing gang signs like you do...
Oh boy.
We walked over to the water's edge to dig in. Perfection. Again, I got the mochi and sweet cream with mine. This time my flavors were mango and passion fruit. A. mazing.
Our next stop was the Ka'anapali area where our destination was Black Rock for cliff jumping. Finn had a bit of a meltdown back at the beach since we had gone off to sea without him.
Jeremy mid-air, as Liz prepares
Air-borne Liz
Such a fun day.
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