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23 Jan 2011

Updated June 27, 2009

Double Rainbows, Road to Hana...

Double Rainbows on Double #11 Day at "Rainbow Shower"


Double Rainbows over "Rainbow Shower" on Double #11 Day

HAIKU, Maui, June 23 - Eight days ago, the skies over the Rainbow Shower provided a heavenly welcome home for me by casting a giant rainbow over our home here.  I rushed out to take some photos.  Alas, my memory card was loose, so the pictures will only remain in my head. 

"It's a good thing that only my memory card was loose rather than some screws in my head," I thought.  Then, who knows... you may disagree. :-)

Anyway, today, another double #11 day (6/23/2009), the heavens did it again.  This time, I did not miss the opportunity to take some pictures, though the rainbow was not quite as bright as the one eight days ago.  No complaints, though.  For, not just one, but double rainbows hovered over the Rainbow Shower on this double #11 day for a while (two middle shots).  They were spectacular.

They were reverse images of the two indoor rainbows (mural) which now grace the interior walls and the two (male/female) columns in our home.

While all this was happening at the Upper Rainbow Shower, Jason, my local contractor, was doing the grading of the slopes of the Lower Rainbow Shower around the uaca and my apucheto, in preparation for the eventual seeding of a new lawn down there (also see Battle of the Gulch is Over; Rainbow Shower, Apucheto Also Finished, May 2009). So stand by for more on that over the next several weeks...

(Those of you who are new to my spiritual stories, may want to check out Masters' #11 & My life in order to understand the significance of the above comments re. double #11's).

Another full rainbow that greeted us this afternoon on our drive home from Makawao... (right)

Surviving the Road to Hana - Take Two

HAIKU, Maui, June 27 - Some 20 years ago, I bought my two daughters T-shirts in Lahaina (Maui).  The inscription on them read, "I survived the road to Hana."  Few people who have not traveled on that road would understand the significance of the message.  We had just returned from a horrendous trip in a jeep.  Our bodies were back in Kapalua, but we felt as if we had left our kidneys somewhere on the road to Hana. 

So it was with some trepidation that I started our drive to Hana yesterday morning (see above map for our 100-mile circular route, marked in orange).  To be sure, the road is still narrow and twisty, but nothing like it was 20 years ago.  For one thing, it is now a paved road all the way.  In fact, we experienced several delays due to road construction (see middle left shot below).

The weather was sort of gloomy with intermittent rain all the way till just before Hana (see two left shots).  As we drove through some of the rain forest areas, there were still some waterfalls to be seen and heard.  But not many.  Summertime weather has evidently dried out somewhat even the rain forest.

On the outskirts of Hana, we made a delightful pit stop at a local fruit and veggie and souvenir place.  I bought a locally hand-made rattle (left), to complement my growing shamanic supply of those from all over South and Central America.  Elizabeth insisted on a shot with my right leg propped up on a rock (right).  In turn, I took a picture of her near a giant coconut (middle left).  There was a pile of them nearby (middle right).  When the lady-proprietor heard we were from Haiku (i.e., that we were local residents), she spent at least 10 minutes chatting with us about different ways she uses coconuts.  We even learned how to use them as mosquito repellent.  And we had them carve out one of them for its "meat" which we like to have with our ample fruit selections at breakfast.

Our next stop was the tiny Hana airport, a single paved landing strip on which a small two-seater private airplane had just landed in the middle of fruit orchards and flowering Plumerias (three shots).  While Elizabeth was taking a close up of one of them (right), I took a close up of her (top right) after I had handed her one of the Plumeria petals for her own hair.  We noted that these resplendent pink ones don't smell as nice as our white one, which I had brought from the dead a few weeks ago.

Our next stop was Hana beach.  I remember it as a black sand beach from 20 years ago.  But my daughters and I could have gone to a different beach.  All I can recall is that it was smaller than this and that the sand was very hot.  No chance of that yesterday.  As you can see from the above photos, the sun was struggling to peak at us through the clouds but not having very good luck at it.  Actually, the prettiest part of the "beach" was the rocky coastline off to the side of it. 

We then took a walk on the Hana pier which had evidently seen its better days.  It was sad to see it like this, with rusted out rebars showing through the holes that the weather had carved in the concrete.  I told Elizabeth I had a feeling as if I were in museum.  I tried to imagine the hustle and bustle at this very spot over 100 years ago.  Alas, the last train had long ago departed from this pier.  All that's now left now are the rusted out tracks to nowhere (middle right).

After we left Hana, we headed south, along the east coast of Maui (again, see the above map).  The AAA guide book said the road was not passable, but I told Elizabeth that they were wrong.  And indeed they were, much to our delight.  We discovered this little beach, for example, on a single lane road only a few miles south of Hana.

There was even a Hawaiian heiau (uaca in Inca terminology, a sacred place - left shot).  Off to the side, some large black birds were circling above that little island (two middle shots).  The birds looked like enormous bats or buzzards.  Quite spooky.  Which is the way some of the trees looked, too (right).

Others, like the two above, looked as if they were rooted in the air.  Not far from that beach, we went through another one of the many tree tunnels and single lane bridges to find sunshine on the other side.

From that point on, the entire east coast of Maui was basking in bright sun light. And the scenery was beautiful, as you can see. 

Occasionally, we would hit patches of dirt road, but nothing too tasking even for a city slicker sedan like my Honda Hybrid.  I told Elizabeth while driving on one of those stretches that compared to some of the dirt roads we were on in Peru, "this would be considered a nice two-lane highway."  So ignore the AAA Maui guide book.  They must be in cahoots with car rental companies who are afraid of having city drivers take them out for a countryside spin.

Every so often, we were rewarded by sounds of waterfalls and rushing streams, hurtling toward the ocean down the eastern slopes of Haleakala (volcano).  The entire time, the dirt road ran close to the ocean, providing spectacular coastal views of the kind that the road to Hana cannot match.

When we stopped at one such pretty lookout for a quick snack of trail mix which counted as our lunch, we had to pass by a dead cow.  Actually, the animal had been dead for so long that there was no stench, only the hide neatly spread over the grass as if being hung out to dry.  Elizabeth was at first grossed out thinking it was a dead dog, but eventually summoned enough courage to walk by.  I was proud of her, especially considering her phobia of dogs. 

Then the scenery changed very suddenly from lush and tropical greens to dry desert.  The coastal views were still very pretty, but we did not take any more pictures as you have all seen plenty of desert travelogues I did in Arizona.  So after climbing gradually to about 3,000 ft elevation, we eventually hit a paved road, Hwy #37, which took us to Kula and then on to Makawao and home in Haiku (see the map).

Overall, our drive around the eastern part of Maui took about six hours.  The distance covered - 100 miles exactly.  As you can see, we weren't speeding.  :-)

Enjoy your weekend! 

We are having domestic fun, too, including sampling these delicious blueberry, banana and zucchini muffins that Elizabeth had made (left). 

Finally, I thought you may also enjoy a picture of a picture of contrasts... two expressions of a shaman - one in the limelight of Times Square in New York City, the other at 12,000 ft under Wakai Willke (Mtn) in Peru (right).   :-)

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