A little Updato

So settled in on my first real day of work on my own in the private clinic.

Kinda Nice, Nice to treat younger, more talkative, vibrant patients who have been a joy to talk to for the most part.

Some however very demanding.

I do lots of manual work and spend at least an hour with each pt.

3 cancellations, helped a little in terms of time management but hurt the shallow pockets.

so in all I saw 6 patients and I worked about 11 hours, 12 factoring commute......the hourly rate just dropped to crap levels :(

But whatever It should be able to get me bye, that and the other job, Not really ready to bust out the long work week but ain't no time like the present.

From a few of my Patients some good interesting advice.

1) Big Mama Boars do exist and they are very mean very aggressive and do not fear the human, "when I bike with like 6-8 people and we came around a bend and saw one-we went the other way!"

2) I like to swim in a few areas near Ala Moana Park, the water is murky because a lot of people move sand and there is a sand bar there.....

2b) I like to swim at the far edge of Ala Moana Park (magic island) near where the fishing boats come in, and the water is very deep quickly and very murky.

what do these stories have in common you might ask?

well murky sandy water + fishing boats dragging bloody cargo = sharks.

I was told never swim where I was swimming...ah cest la vie, what you don't know can't hurt you.....Now I can't even go in the shower without looking around.

So I've been warned...she was like "no one swims over there"....."but I saw some people swimming?" "yeah the fishing boats pass right by there and the sharks follow them all the way in."

So she told me about the shark cage adventure, which i plan on doing, 20 minutes in a steel cage of death.

10-15 footers close by...hammerheads and tigers.

I'm in for that, I'm not into the murky water so much....


Gotta go to work, sound funny to me as well :)

stay tuned I have like 40 pics sitting on the side here that need to go in.....of note Judd and the GingerAss Pool

View from the Clinic

So I've kinda started to settle in...

Sort of.

Job is like orientation except I'm not really getting paid for it.

Most of my patients have canceled on me. I observe the other therapist treat and pick her brain but basically I'm not working but I'm not off each day has been a weird limbo and the inability to get into a routine starts to wear on me.

It has been beautiful weather of the last week, 80's...need AC at night and a little hot during the day...but the office is ice cold so I got to wear sweaters and shit.

As of this Friday aka 1 more day, I'm alone in the clinic with a busy schedule.

I picked up a second job thanks to a contact given to me from a speech therapist on the mainland....thank you very much.

Facility is not so great and that is being nice.....Geri Chairs abound and people are in bed a lot, but they have a restoritive program that keeps patients moving....I'm scheduled to go in like 2 a week and see about 6 pt's.

My first real day was today and I lasted like 1 hour....was shitting my brains out. Don't feel that great today, hope it's not the Leptospirosis, but I have no flu or other symptoms so I assume it was something I ate....actually a bigger note on the bowel situation is that ever since I have been here my body has revolted and is made for not keeping the schedule....so I suffer from irregularity and probably need to put metamucel in a glass during my morning routine....also maybe the lack of coffee has slowed down the previous drano like effect that was coffee.


I miss everyone.

I'm feeling it today...Kinda homesick...Feel, Alone, even though It's great to know maybe people are behind me and read the blog and stuff, just a feeling, not like I don't enjoy a lot of the alone time I've been having, gettting better aquainted with mysslef....just sometimes really could use a familiar face.


I've heard it's a common issue here and that there are quite a number of good group/memeber kinda clubs that actually put on good/fun/interesting events.


and speaking with younger/or my age patients has definetly helped...it's nice to ge in the private practice, outpatient orthopedic scene again....it's like riding a bike, and I'm remembering more and more each day and tips and tricks to help patients actually get better and those fears have subsided (catch me in a few days after I'm alone thought :)


here is a pick from very close to my office....from the garage, the office is on the 8th floor and you can see mountains and ocean from the view, it's actually kinda nice.

Also me trying to take a pick while I'm driving on the scooter....

Bake sale......Bake sale

Observation Post Hawaii: Honolulu

some observations and an update....

Just gonna throw some ponderings out, they may not be correct and they may be presumptuous and overgeneralized and perhaps a bit prejudice, but then again, we are all racist to some point although one could argue that only the majority could be trully racist....and the rest are prejudice

alright now after that disclaimer....

there really is a very big racial tension and undertone to almost everything here, very strange....

Asian vs Everybody
Japan vs Haole
Local vs everybody
Local vs Japan
Black vs everyone...
Black/White vs everyone.....I have a dream....
Visitors/tourists vs Residents



But it is for real, I mean for real....I get heat on the daily.

heat in the form of stares, odd looks, sudden loss of english language strange behaviors and subtle niceties which pretend to hide the obvious among daily.
interactions.

Some of my wonderings that it was difficult to crack into a few of the Jobs I interviewed here although I cannot totally play the race card (Wow, white man playing the race card, what an awakening, what's next a black president :)

there is also some weirdness between young and old.

and there is a strangeness among the aloha spirit vs the touristy spirit vs the business big city spirit.

more on that later....

alright some lighter stuff

Local real Hawaiian food....sugar fat and heaps of white rice....

Lots of everything is kinda like fast food here, I mean tons and tons of places but realistically speaking it's most is garbage fast food which really limits your choices.

People you Meet...on the street are not that nice....
People you meet through other people you know will actually go out of their way to help you and welcome you....this is true Aloha spirit.

Drivers will take Aloha to the max letting everyone merge and go ahead, letting most pedestrians go so long as they obey the walk/don't walk kinda shit.

Of course like 12-15 people are destroyed per year by traffic....?

oh back to the food and the rice....u can sub the brown almost anywhere

oh back to drivers...they will follow the same route daily, despite traffic..they are like content to let people go and sit in traffic without finding a new route...I mean seriously in rush hour it's like "Hi the light just turned for the 5th time and I still don't think I'll make the next one" hooray scooter!

what else..

oh yeah some real backwards people, really slow, really not intelligent, some people have stated that this is like a town full of rednecks....and to some extent they are correct...I mean It's not like it is a bad thing, but when your treating some of the patients it is rather challenging because of this....

You need to take time, talk slow, and wait...relax and be kinda spontaneous which at the right time makes it really cool and at the wrong time, makes a someone from the northeast crazy...

Not too many white men on scooter LOL

Popcorn is always fresh in the movie theater (i mean I cannot believe we are not in an outrage about this on the mainland, i mean for real i think in Massachusetts it's like shipped in from some scary factory like just another fake item further faketified)
-Also this is cool, when you get the popcorn they give you a little box-it kinda acts as a buffer to the floor, so you don't drop the corn and acts as a way to share the popcorn and you can dump the whole thing thus spreading the wealth of the glorious butter, and you can shake a little salt and evenly distribute this.....


Pickles served with an egg sandwich....who knew who knew.

fried pickles who knew who knew

at 7-11 there are alwasy like 4-5 workers?

Hugs...when you get the normal friendly local's there are ample Aloha hugs...Aloha Hugs are warm and generous and they change your mind about some things...

Prices and the weather change from block to block....literally front yard sunny backyard rainy....ABC store #1 on corner water 1.69 ABC store #2 up from corner water .99

People hike at night and get stalked by boars, seriously these stories are so crazy that I want to witness it....they talk of strange noises and glowing eyes following them along the trail stopping when they stop moving when they move....they are agressive as well and the big ones get big, so I was wise to get the hell out of the Maunawili trail

Sorry to say and make light of the "homeless problem" but these are the fattest most well fed tan homeless persons your gonna see....this really is the place to be if your homeless...so many soup kitchen type things....I mean don't get me wrong many are displaced sufferers of mental illness who cannot function on their own, but like I said.

So I meet these girls...I mean the dumbest, weirdest, flakiest, crassest, shallowest girls...really strange I've met a few like this now...

Like the biggest goal in life is to have a child and start a family...which nothing is wrong with that and one might argue that it is the highest thing you could ever do and that we are merely meant to procreate....but whatever in these instances I find it like this is the only possibility....but then again this is everywhere....but it seems even simpler and more of a life long goal here.


So anyways I meet this girls and I'm like check please, let me get out of here...also be aware no one wears wedding rings in Hawaii.....not sure what to say about this, but it is common...so I leave and I'm disenfranchised and maybe a little down because suddenly I'm reminded that I'm relatively alone in basically a foreign country and I'm not that welcome here.

Up walks this chubby big headed 6 year old Korean girl named June....I drink coffee and eat gelato...she is magnificent, she is so funny cute and intelligent, she kills me when she says "sigh...yeah it is so hard for me to make new friends here, back home it is easy I have lots of friends. but here not so many" I tell here I'm buying what she is selling....she asks me what I'm selling. she asks me If I'm a bad man. She asks me why I move here. She plays with the Iphone and her little 2 year old boyfriend comes along and they are laughing and playing with my phones pictures, we have in depth discussions on shave ice, ice cream, korean names, the sweet life of zack and cody, the other show with the little girl who plays the daughter from the gameplan with the Rock....she sighs deeply and falls back into the chair her big face lights up when I mention the Rock...she has killed me, melted me and I'm laughing the whole time....I feel bad and think the mother is looking at me like I'm a total creep, but then again maybe that's just me.

she shows me how to make a butterfly with an elastic and your hand.

I show her how to make a bird with her hands.

she laughs at my name, she is scared to tell me where she is from then she accidently reveals it and is like nervous and covering her mouth....she tells me she has a boyfriend at home....

She asks me to come back someday, she writes me a note with the Iphone.

"DAIVD YOUR FUNNY!"

thanks little one she changed my perspective

Manoa Falls

So here it is in all it's glory....

I broke the rules and went very close to the waterfall, again being all paranoid about the Leptospirosis.

Cheers...

Thanks for reading and thanks for all the well wishes and such.

Planning in effect to fly to Kuwaii..another island.

Paradise Park and Manoa Falls

So this is the morning I recieved the call to come on board of the private practice. It was interesting to note that through the magic of the IPHONE shuffle, the song

RAINBOW COUNTRY by Bob Marley came on right after the phone call of actually getting a job, and of course I was witness to a nice rainbow across the mountains towards the direction I was heading.

Cool little moment,

then I come upon the sign for Paradise Park and Manoa Falls and the whole enter at your own risk thing.

I park after passing a nice catwalk to the TreeTop restaurant, where I have to pay 5 bucks to park, I ask "what about a moped" the man suddenly can barely speak english....pet peave I hate that shit.

So I get going, again now prepared and all geared up. Hiking poles and all, I'm heading for a waterfall.

So the hike is rough, lots of rocks boulders mud streams inclines declines turns and it is generally fun.

I see lots of people on this trail including a few limping who have sprained ankles....shit...

again I turn into super focused concentrate on the next landing only...Pole 1. Pole 2. Leg 1. Leg 2. Repeat and I trudge up the trail.

Eucalyptus everywhere...only a faint smell though.

Banyan trees

Vines.


No boars yet.... even though I pass a sign that read "pig control in effect Wednesday's and Sundays. Wear bright clothing"

Glad it wasn't wednesday or sunday. I'll be the guy in the news killed by Pig hunters.

So I get to the top and the reward is a tall skinny waterfall, perhaps a tad bit disappointing, I've never seen a waterfall before, not a big one... and although it was tall and loud and cool, it was a tad bit small sense the descriptions in the guide are more impressive.

But I take it in.

I head up a side trail...Ahumanalli or something like that, it is even harder than any of the other trails....I only get so far before I have to turn around because my new boss wants me in that day.....

But yet another one of those moments.


Really funny to see a newlywed couple in flip flops and touristy clothing going up the trail. Most people were like that, and I was glad every step for actually being prepared for once.

By the way,

I got my five bucks back....

yeah what, english what

Dead Sunglasses and Spikey Fruit

Some Pics here showing what appears to be a rare sighting of the beast that is known as me....Like to take pics and reflections like this for some reason, You may notice it as a theme....or who cares.. :)

I also, finally settled in and got the job offer from the private practice....I have some doubts and am nervous about a few things.

1. Patient caseload is not that High and I get paid based on percentage of revenue.
2. Lots of workers comp and back and neck pain patients, not so much sports and other orthopedic.
3. I haven't exactly kept up to date on my manual skills and the knowledge of this population so I'm rusty and out of practice so it is fear in my heart that I won't be able to help people.
4. Kinda taking over much of the duties of a private practice, I have a secretary about 5-6 hours a day and a massage therapist on duty at times, but most of the time it is just me.
5. General wonderings of why they are getting out...and some parts of the clinic being a bit outdated and run down....


But I really love the challenge, and I have a sense of fear come over me on this and realize that merely means I should absolutely do it. I know the logic is a bit backwards, but attack what it is you fear and you will be better for it.

So I'm kinda proud to be doing it.

Then again, I don't have many other alternatives and believe me retreating and leaving the place was a big pull, most of my body and head I felt wanted to not stay and take the job....It's weird, I'm trusting my gut, but it is not the majority part of the gut if you can figure that analogy out.

I will be slowly introduced to her patients over the next few weeks and be orientated to how they run things...and how she likes to approach her pt's.

I have spent some time this week, doing one or two patients a day and getting familiar with the little clinic, met some doctors that refer patients.

alright

The Dragon Dove is over and out

Earthy Veggie Fresh Air Day

So as you have seen my morning on that saturday started out peaceful at the Haiku Gardens after an adventurous ride through the mountains and a stroll along those meditative grounds I decided I needed nourishment.

Wherever to go, someplace local, someplace authentic, someplace unique, someplace I cannot get at home- that's right you guessed it- International House of Pancakes.

Hotty flirty waitress MerKete served me too much coffee (i have not been drinking hardly any coffee, Maybe like 4 cups a week) so that morning it gave me a little case of the caffeine Freak out ya know what I mean.

Well after I ate like half my meal consisting of a couple sunny sides, grilled ham and a small order of the buttermilk pancakes I ended up catching up with a few friends via the phone.

Hard to try to explain, that Whitey is outnumbered here and that surprisingly there is some extremely large people here. Don't want to be loud when Somoan's are around.

Was asked what was liked the best part of living here. I had to say it's those few time a day that something somewhere in nature makes you just stop in your tracks...The natural beauty demands your attention. It reminds you gently yet abruptly. You breath, you try to take it all in, you make a mental note a memory, take a pic if you can and then you go about your now much much merrier peaceful way....

Side note, last 3 days have been utterly perfect in terms of weather.

but back to the story.

So I head to make next dense Vegetation patch.

The Hoomalhuia Botanical Gardens, Hawaii's largest.

It consists of native Hawaiian plants, trees, some flowers and then is divided into many many lawns which are subdivided by regions - I could only get through the americas' with quite a cool collection of central and south american specimens.

Lipstick tree, Gumbo Limbo, Cuachilote SP?, Cacao (chocolate to those who don't know), soapberry (which is a natural soap), monkey pod, ficus (fig tree with huge extensive roots), Allspice (ants love the allspice by the way) Para rubber tree (the piranhas feed off the nuts),

So I trudged around there for about as long as I could handle nice deep breaths and learn of the creation of such a place- after the construction of a large dam to protect the town of Kaneohe from flood waters...

there is a small lookout point and in back one can witness some of the military installations no longer in use behind fences. The lookout gives some impressive views of the KOOalha mountain range and the Pali, as well as bright blue Kaneohe bay.

So I get back to my scooter and try to at least measure the full distant of the ground s via the road that weaves through adn around the sections of massive lawns.

oh by the way I saw the imfamous ACAI Berry Palm. It's a big Palm tree with large hanging blue fruit clustered almost like giganto grapes.

So I drive around on their terrible surface which is that ripped up shredded cement, designed to like slow you down, as well as a large speed bump every few feet......

well my friends by the time I left the dam place, I could barely steer my vehicle, I thought it was just the road-it was not. I had a flat tire, miles away from a gas station....I stayed towards the back tire and went slow and as far as I could go before pushing the scooter like an oxen cart. So I get it to a gas station almost fill the tire up with water because they have a similar hose next to the air, but instead it squirts a powerful blast of water, Lucky I tested it.

So I fill it to the brim.....and a loud clearly audible through traffic surrounding me sound of air rushing out.....fuck.

As you know I have already taken the hwy over the Pali somewhat far from home. I was already thinking not to go back the same route in hopes of extending my young adult life. So I was going to take the long scenic safer route around the mountains, so I'm kinda screwed, I can't just hope it makes it, plus when the tires go flat it becomes impossible to control that sucker.

Reading every can of fix a flat in a store, they all say the same thing....DO NOT USE ON BICYCLE OR MOTORCYCLE. well I finally find a brand Air Up which does not make such a statement.

I feel up the tire with the gunnk and I think it works....I find a motorcycle repair shop who take about 3 hours to fix and patch the tire for permanent use. I support a local church charity and have some of their Grill Huli Huli chicken, covered some sweet and salty soy sauce concoction. I hang out their awhile, I walking like forever just waiting to try to get back on the road before nightfalls- they will come out at night and I fear the long drive over the curvy mountains at night with the scooter.

Luckily I manage to make it back just in time to catch a nice sunset along the last stretch of the scenic route....except I break my nice sunglasses....another casualty of the day...I'm exhausted and I check in early.

Another adventure.

Haiku Gardens

So I awoke early one morning and decided, this this shall be the day.

This shall be the day Dave beats the Pali, the Pali I'm referring to (which I think means cliff's or mountain side or something) is the hwy, which crosses over the mountains from near where I live and to the windward side of Oahu, specifically kaneohe where I have worked at a Nursing home.

So I decide, Fuck it. I'm going for the gold and taking my Moped, scooter, ga-rider, over the mountain. I figure once I'm on it won't be too bad and I should be able to keep up a decent speed. There is no shoulder, There is a 40mph minimum. It's a little whindy SP? and Windy for that matter.

So I gear it up at like 6 am on a saturday figuring that I'll beat anytype of traffic on this day and this hour.

I get to my scooter and My sketchy neighbor I'll call Mr. Skinny the dog hater and bird catcher. I think there is a name for that in Hawaiian but I'm not sure I can pronounce it.

So Mr. Skinny the dog hater and bird catcher, I have seen him twice. He has a place next to ours on the bottomfloor, I have seen him only twice. He has a trap set up in his yard which I think I wrote about before. He alwasy tells me scary moped stories and gives me cryptic messages, like be ware of the slippery road.

Internally I punch him in the face with bitter dialogue that goes something like this.
"oh yeah, beware of the dog with an itchy ass"
"maybe if you let your dog in the house instead of chained up on a moldy infested couch, I wouldn't have to watch the dog try to eat it's own ass and drag is ass across the floor constantly in order to relieve some sort of massive itch."
"or yeah thanks buddy for the fortune cookie, can't wait to try to bring this sucker up to 55mph while your words of wisdom are stuck bouncing in my head"

In reality I heed his warnings strongly and try to appreciate his slow oddity like he has just taken a few bong hits with his morning Stein of something....really it's not a coffee cup it's a stein.

"be ware of the slippery Road"....in a cheech and chong kinda just had novacaine injected into his tongue kinda drippy droop voice.

So I go, I rally that Scooter and kick some ass on the first little leg, OH NO!

NO
NO
NO
NO the last light before the big hill and it turns red. I will never be able to keep my speed up now.
shit.

well there went nothing, I was pushing that Scooter barely making 40mph and I made it, and through the tunnels in the mountain, which were so cool, the wind whipped like crazy making me steady myself and the hollow echoes and cries of the wind were ocean like in the waves of sound that touched my ears.

Then it's like downhill and full of curves, Whew!

Made it.

So I search around and finally find my destination, Haiku Gardens...beautiful garden in the back of this restaurant. A pond a few pathways, fragrant mosquito filled stagnant pools of water but very cool. I think they have wedding here and take pictures....very tranquill place with lots of bird song.

Still More from OLD Pali Hwy Trail

More, stuff from that Hike.

More from the Old Pali Hwy Trail

Here are some more Pics from the Old Pali Hwy Trail, before I headed deeper into the Boar's Homeland.

Gotta find out if they are dangerous.

Here you'll see the Pali highway running through the mountain, some waterfalls, the drops of water which I let splash all over my face, Nice, Nice move dave.....hmm is that loose stool I sense. Well whatever, are you to do, now I'm like anal retentive even about soil and all my clothes are getting decontaminated when I come home.

Keep Driving Away

David Vs. The Jungle

So Where was I?

Oh yeah, ending down the trail, I pass a few little pretty waterfalls, small but cool, I had bathed in pouring water which was not smart in hindsight because of possible contamination.

So I finally come to the end of which is known as the Old Pali Hwy Trail and enter the Maunawili demonstration trail.

It goes slanting and jagging across the base of the Ko'Olau Mountain Range for about 10 miles.

I'm in some deep jungle kinda terrain, strange plants and vines and trees liter the muddy wet leaf covered narrow path.

It is slippery and challenging, it's subject to erosion and much of the trail is at an angle, so again I am pleased to have purchased super duty retractable shock absorbent hiking poles.

I slip once and realize, I must go step by step and just try to focus on landing my feet in proper position and the poles as well. Not that it is a super steep drop off but it is a nice slide down a jungle hill which I'd rather not have to get out of.

I pass a few streams that bisect the trail, it's curvy and hilly and so cool. Again the air smells and feels different, alive. I think I can smell faint Eucalyptus and I can feel random beams of sunlight cascading through gaps in the trees above. I turn off my technology so I can concentrate on the trail.

I come to a downed tree or two and it has created a thatch like blockade on the trail, I'm going to have to crouch and crawl through it. (sure I want to do that, somewhere inside a voice asks)

In the thatch a small grey cat like thing is moving digging into the earth. I stop dead and wonder, going through lists in my head of possible animals that would be out here and more importantly assessing the danger level. I think it's a cat, they have like cats that a feral or something like that, it's seemingly small and unassuming working the dirt, or is it eating something.

I wish I actually got glasses or contacts when I had the chance cuz really I can't even tell what the thing is. It is a dark charcoal cool Rhino colored grey-not furry, or at least I don't think.

I take a picture, you can barely make out the faint grey thing in the middle.

I try to get closer hoping for a good pic before I eventually scare it off...

that was the plan at least.

two more steps, no better vantage point.

one more step and I'm just at my comfort range with an unknown thing.

I have my camera ready.

It's like 10 feet away, I go, coolie co, coolie co or something like that.

THE THINGS HEAD SNAPS UP IT'S A WILD PIG A BOAR. IT SQUEALS LIKE THE MOVIE DELIVERENCE AND IT'S SQUEALING LOUD WITH ALL HIS FRIENDS-AS I SEE HIM AND TWO OF HIS BROTHERS QUICKLY SCATTER.

I am off, no way am I waiting around for Momma to come around, I hear a loudy squeal and snarl...I feel like I'm in the movie Predator for a second or two and then I realize 1) I'm not and 2) I have no huge machine gun for protection, just hiking polls.

So I scamper my ass off down a ridge or two making sure I get a quick ground advantage before I turn to look.

The jungle is quiet except for my beating heart...and then my laughing out loud as I have to have a little conversation with myself regarding what exactly was I thinking of doing in terms of defending myself with my hiking sticks, practice a couple "just in case" defensive moves and I concede the rest of the trail to the damn pigs.

You'll see in the pics a couple of me trying to take pics and run at the same time.

Anyways I call Rog back and he's like, Do you need an evac or something like that, and i'm like I am so glad I called someone before I went....cuz the shit went down.


cool

Nuuanu Pali Drive and the Pali Lookout

So I take this great scenic drive over half of the Pali mountain range which is pretty much near where I live.

On Nuuanu pronounced New ooh anu....drive is a 2 mile romp through some nice vegetation and spares me from being on the Pali Highway on my moped.

Very pretty, earthy musky fragrant smells of live... This is like jungle and exotic looking on my way down the road.

The tree form lines on either side of the road, banyan trees with hanging aerial roots cascading and drooping down all over, it is lush with bamboo groves and all sorts of climbing vines and various tropical flowers.

houses too.

Real nice relaxing drive up to the scenic piont the Lookout on Pali drive.

Awesome....you walk up and you can see kaneohe bay and all sorts of mountain ranges and other smaller islands that neighbor Oahu.

Near the lookout is this sort of wind tunnel where you can literally stand against the wind and lean, I mean it was holding me up practically.

As you walk past there is a cement old roadway that used to be the route across the mountains, it is overrun with grass weeds vegetation and many small waterfalls and water drips off the side of cliffs that overlook the right side of this abandoned path. I stop and take a shower in the run off. The water is icy and refreshing and probably filled with bacteria called Leptospirosis which is common in some of the more rugged parts of the mountains....don't worry I have no fever and my stool is pretty normal....but I have this third eye blinking at me on my left shoulder and I swear it's trying to communicate to me....I think it is warning me of some impending danger...oh no I just dripped some hot sauce on it...

Anyways.

I call Roger, my brother because I am going to venture down this trail which leads to a more rugged hiking trail- stop let me set the scene.

I am wearing big super hiking boots, special water resistant nylon drab tan colored pants, a silver blue fancy rain coat, I have a small pack with water only, some sunblock and two hiking poles, so I look like a cross country skier or someone on the Nordictrack at home. People around me are Haole tourists dressed in shorts and a t shirt. Some way too overdressed japanese tourists and some huge somoan family that is digging for live grubs to eat. (alright that is an exageration, they have brought some sort of prepacked non perishable food, or never perishable food that is designed to last like 47 nuclear winters)

Well they all look at me like whoa, what's this guy up to? Then they get a whiff of the tremendous winds that whip around the lookout and they are fricking gone.

So I tell Roger, hey I man I'm kinda going down this big hike and if I don't call you in an hour you know somethings wrong.

He is like, your calling the person the least qualified to handle a request.

I'm like listen man your my only hope I know your working and be somewhat available...

Boy was I glad I called him because this would prove to be a very very treacherous journery......



to be continued