After we left the Coffee Plantation, we continued north to the famous Waimea Canyon, “the Grand Canyon of the Pacific.” It deserves the title. We visited the Grand Canyon last year, with my parents, and it really was like looking into her greener sister.
The biggest difference was the drive to the top. The Grand Canyon, if you’ve been there, has an interesting series of roads and smaller national parks leading up to the observation points and museum at the top. It’s a steep elevation change, but we made the drive in our SUV, so we had great visibility and views. The drive up Waimea was primarily hairpin turns lined with tall trees. This is why I’m not one of those “I <3 TREES” people. I like to see things behind the trees. Trees are just…trees.
So, by the time we got to the first lookout, I was fairly green. Word of advice: if you are at all prone to motion/elevation sickness, take your Dramamine.
And when I say elevation, I mean elevation. The clouds rolled in while we were at the museum/café/picnic area. We were so high that we were literally in the clouds. At all the various lookouts, the views were spectacular. Probably helped because it was overcast and you didn’t have to squint from the sun. Just beautiful.
It was fitting that today my devotional reading was Psalm 8:
Yahweh, our Yahweh, how magnificent is Your name throughout the earth! You have covered the heavens with Your majesty. Because of Your adversaries, You have established a stronghold from the mouths of children and nursing infants, to silence the enemy and the avenger. When I observe Your heavens, the work of Your fingers, the moon and the stars, which You set in place, what is man that You remember him, the son of man that You look after him? You made him little less than God and crowned him with glory and honor. You made him lord over the works of Your hands; You put everything under his feet: all the sheep and oxen, as well as animals in the wild, birds of the sky, and fish of the sea passing through the currents of the seas. Yahweh, our Yahweh, how magnificent is Your name throughout the earth!
I have a confession: I’m not a fan of landscape “still life” photography. At least, as part of most people’s vacation pictures. And as part of mine. Most “here’s what we saw” pictures tend to be pretty….blah. While in Kauai, I had an epiphany: my landscape pictures are “blah” because I don’t practice at it and am not very good at it. So I challenged myself on this trip, whenever possible, to try and get a few really interesting, semi-creative nature pics, without any people in them. These were the results.
I’m not fishing for compliments here, but I’m pretty proud of how they turned out. Credit goes to SoldierMan for being on Baby G wrangling duty the entire time, so I had the opportunity to try and be thoughtful about my shots.
Speaking of Baby G-wrangling, at the picnic area there were, of course, TONS of chickens and roosters. They were at every lookout we stopped at along the way, coming right up to the car to watch you open the door. Bold little suckers. Baby G had been very curious about them, of course. So when she saw a whole flock just roaming around (that family was throwing them food, which, no, you aren’t supposed to do.) she had to investigate. She had no food, so they didn’t pay much attention to her. Until one rooster started keeping pace with her. He stayed about a yard away, but followed her for a bit.
Then he crowed. Full on, right at her. Either the surprise or the sound waves knocked her right on her diaper. And it put the fear in her. She didn’t cry, but the rest of the trip, if she heard a rooster crow coming from anywhere, she’d frantically look around to locate the source. “He’s not right behind me, is he?”
Also, she now calls any bird taller than 4 inches a “chicken.”