Hunks in trunks

Thurs 19th November - Hosmer Grove, Kalahuli, Kihei

Bit of a lie in by our standards, well at least 7am. We awoke to find ourselves the only ones in the campsite, the others dashing off for the sunrise. So today is a day of readiness for leaving tomorrow to fly to Auckland.  We have to pack the 4x4 up for the last time and transfer to a condo for our last night. Here we can get our clothes washed ‘n dried (although by looking back at our photos we appear to be wearing the same clothes a lot!) and best of all, a long, hot shower with unlimited water.

We’d arranged to meet Sean (the condo and 4x4 owner) at 2pm, however as Sean was working on Maui time we had an extra couple of hours to kill before he arrived so we popped down to the local beach (Kahala) and discovered it was a Mecca for kite surfers. The air was strewn with brightly coloured kites dragging surfers around at great speeds. Interesting to note the different competencies of the surfers coming back to shore from the experts, who landed their kites on the beach and nonchalantly stepped off their boards on the shoreline, to the beginners, who ditched their kites far too early and were under the mercy of the wind and waves to drag them slowly back in. We saw a couple of surfers in this predicament rescued by the Ocean Safety Patrol on his jetski before they were dragged towards the shipping lanes of the main harbour.

At one point a surfer yelled out to warn us he was heading in our direction to land. Glenn sat still keeping his eyes on the kite, whereas Yvonne was dancing up and down the beach in whatever direction his kite was going and only narrowly missed the final landing of his kite.  He expertly brought his kite down, picked up his board from the shore and walked over to us. It became apparent he was one of the instructors, tanned, quite a hunk with rippling muscles in every place so Yvonne managed to keep him talking for a considerable time learning much about kite surfing in the process. Who knew it could be that captivating! Had we had more time Yvonne would have managed to possibly get a tandem ride out with him on the waves. Perhaps something to follow up in NZ….

Sean took us to the condo in pouring rain, very unusual for this side of the island, and we both enjoyed a luxuriant shower and Glenn finally shaved off the 10 day old beard.  

Kite Surfers

Finished for the day

The end of the beard