6/18/2012
A beautiful morning strong winds blowing from the northeast
at 20-30 miles per hour and overcast.
The sun peaks over the horizon, and the clouds glow bright orange with
hints of red and pink. The seas are
rough, white caps blankets the ocean in a uniformed but disorganized pattern of
white streaks over the blackened ocean.
The bay, however, is protected from the ferocity of the winds and
waves.
Hanauma
Bay is relatively empty with only a few soles wondering on the beach at such an
early hour. The bay waiting for the bus loads of people it
has become accustom to. Visitors from
all parts of the world excited to see what swims beneath the surface.
Visitors
plunge into the cool Pacific Ocean ready to discover, to snorkel with the god,
and to find happiness where happiness was void.
These guest, these visitors find their way through the maze of reef with
the help of hired guides. To their
amazement and highlight of their day they find a turtle. This is the climax of their trip. A picture of a turtle with is priceless. This is a rare spectacle for an individual
from the Midwest and an unforgettable experience that will last a lifetime.
For three awesome
people from Wisconsin, Cindy, Vicki and Robin, they experience Hanauma Bay at its
finest. Out of the three of them, two of
them had never snorkeled before. After
a quick lesson, we headed to the water.
Rigged with a life vest, fins, mask and snorkel we practiced for a few
minutes in the shallows before starting snorkel adventure. Fish
were all over the place.
You
could see the excitement in their body language and facial expressions. Their mask would quickly fill with water as
they smiled or they would start to kick at a rapid rate when they saw fish
beneath them. Sometimes you will have
the opportunity to hear screams and shouts under the water at the discovery of
a new fish.
We
talked and snorkeled and enjoyed these precious moments in the pacific. I was able to share my knowledge of the ocean
with great individuals from Wisconsin.
Ua mau kea o ka aina I ka pono (the life of the land is perpetuated in righteousness).
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