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Beginning the walk down to Red Sand beach. Our pal John said he knew a
couple that had been married on the little island in the distance.
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Julie about to get knocked down by a very large wave. We did end up swimming
(naked! eek!) at red sand beach, but we stayed this side of the big rocks.
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Fun with color.
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Walking back to the car.
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Where the lava thought to fight the sea.
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Smirking on the Seven Pools trail.
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Julie looked back, and was turned to stone.
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A waterfall of green.
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Officer, there's a monkey in that tree!
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The clouds rolled in, and the warm rains came to free us from bugs. Yay!
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A double-waterfall into a deep and scary cave-pool.
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The waterfall at the end of the trail (top half)...we stood almost underneath
and were instantly soaked by the spray. It was violently cold in a refreshing
kind of way.
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And the bottom half of the waterfall, with falling rocks sign. Unfortunately
no rocks fell while we were there.
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Trippin' through the bamboo forest.
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The bamboo forest was dark, musty, and spooky.
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We dined regularly at the Hana-Maui, this evening we got the best seat in the
restaurant, so I took a snap of the view from our table.
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Inside the little guesthouse where we stayed. Not shown: the tiny television
on which Julie watched the Sound of Music three times.
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And outside the guesthouse. That's our fancy red Mustang convertable!
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A peacock lived there too. He kept pretty much to himself.
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A view across the beach near the Blue Pool.
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Julie surveying the Blue Pool, a fairly deep and extremely chilly body of
water formed from a mountain spring waterfall, right on the edge of the
beach just a few feet from the ocean. An amazing place.
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The top of the Blue Pool waterfall, far above.
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The sea being quite nearby.
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Trapped behind the waterfall!
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The Black Sand beach at Waianapanapa.
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We hiked a little trail that may be familiar to some.
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It was disturbingly green at times.
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When the waves came in, the ground shook. We didn't swim here.
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Nathan, smiling but holding on to that rock.
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Julie demanded that we return to the Blue Pool again the next day. Brrr!
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