HAWAII — Day 7

We went to the beach at Kua Bay in Kekaha Kai State Park . . .


. . . and it didn’t take long for me to get some funny photos of my mom. Before I show you, you need to know that she’s extremely sensitive to cold water. Water that you’d shrug off as being a bit too cool would truly be painful for her. With that in mind, check out these zoomed-in facial expressions:


The one on the left shows her when the water touched her toes for the first time. She wasn’t trying to be goofy. This was not posed. She didn’t even know that I had the camera pointing at her. She was 50 feet away and looking off to the side at my half-sister Martha.

The photo up above on the right shows my mom saying something along the lines of, “I don’t think I can deal with this.”

In all fairness, the water *was* kinda cold, but that didn’t stop her. Here she is backing into/bracing against a wave:



After we’d been at the beach for a while, I took a short walk and climbed onto some lava-rocks. Facing the ocean, this was the view to my left . . .


. . . and this was the view to my right:


I walked to the next patch of lava and found something cute. Using white coral rubble, someone had spelled the word “aloha” inside a heart. I neatened it up a bit and then posed with it:


Yes, that’s a goofy hat, but it works. The goal is to prevent my head from getting fried, not to seduce mermaids.

Here’s a photo of Martha that I took just before we left:


In the late afternoon, she went off on her own snorkeling trip, leaving me and my mom to putz around near the condo. I decided to swim, and my mom decided to . . . observe.

We had to walk down this hill to get to the water:


On the way, my mom asked me to take her picture near these flowers:


Then I had her take mine:


THAT is how to seduce a mermaid. (Except not.)

My mom took a photo of me going in the water . . .


. . . and when I came out, I took this photo of the sunset:


No fancy meals to report from Day 7. I ate several peanut butter and pineapple/mango jam sandwiches . . . and a bunch of toffee/chocolate-covered macadamia nuts.

On a final note, I’m loving the fact that a blizzard is about to hit the northeast.


  1. Ray Burton

    That photo with the goggles looks like something off the MMA circuit. Do children and fish shrink away in terror ? It frightens the crap out of me and I’m 3000 miles away. Not a good look Zack !

  2. Brian

    I’m super stoked for the blizzard!! Up here in my part of CT (Marlborough), we’re expected to get over 24″!!! That’s 2 feet of white snowy goodness to go outside and stomp around in w/ my 9 year old son (and maybe my 4 year old daughter…depends on if she can actually move in the snow!).

  3. Zack Hample

    Aww, c’mon, is it really THAT bad? Also, what are you doing, using “miles” instead of “kilometers”?

    Fair enough. I can see how it’d be fun for you guys. So far, so good? How’s your daughter handling it?

    I still don’t *really* understand why you chose to go to school there.

  4. kslo69

    Nothing wrong with a functional hat. My Tilly is one of the finest clothing purchases I’ve made, with out a doubt. “Handcrafted with Canadian persnicketiness”!

  5. Brian

    So we ended up w/ about 3 feet. We also have 5-6 foot drifts in areas…including the roof, so I had to go up and get some of the snow off. Thankfully I love snow so it’s all good!! The snow is too deep for my daughter to go out, plus it’s still pretty windy and the temp is around 20. Not a good idea to have her out when it’s *that* cold. Maybe this afternoon when and if the wind dies down a bit. if not then tomorrow fo sho!

  6. Zack Hample

    Thanks for understanding (what none of my female friends do).

    Damn, that’s a lot. I’d love to see a pic of your daughter in the snow, if and when it happens.

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