The Adventures Of Mr. Perfect: Maui is pretty good, pretteeeeeee good'

Yup, now that we are stuck in Waikiki harbor and have explored some of Oahu, Maui looks better and better as the days go on. I think Oahu, while quite beautiful in its own right, is just too busy for the anti-social sailor, or me for that matter.
The Angelina Jolie shades are EVERYWHERE. I can see why they're popular though. If you're pretty, ugly, or ARE Angelina Jolie, no one can tell because they cannot see your features behind the see-through sat dishes on your face.

Anyway, sorry, back to positivism.

Ok, not yet. There are also quite a few weirdo transient sailors on our dock that are also making me long for normal people and normal conversation. Even half-normal would be fine with me...some of these dudes are FREAKS!!!

I miss Maui:

"Rich, uhhhh i think this Oatmeal is the best breakfast. Gee i don't know Jeff, there is nothing quite like a protein bar to start my day, etc." Conversation topics were becoming redundant. Good thing Maui was right around the corner.

Like Cook, the locals welcomed us with open arms.
(actually my first conversation was some local punk kid making fun of me for being a Mormon and carrying a bible...i was wearing a white button down and carrying a book. Funny kid.)

He may look like a mild mannered ukulele player. However, the second he takes his shirt off and lights some knives on fire....

....WATCH OUT! He burnt the shit out of himself too. What a dedicated performer.

This soggy dog was in need of a clean-up. I wasn't going to do it. Who can you count on to make you shave?

Famdamily. Look at that trim.

It was time to get busy snorkeling. Sometimes there was a lava field in the way.

And more lava...

And then Lindsay was there. Good thing. Now that we found the water, we needed help finding some turtle action.

They were not hard to find, but always looked annoyed. Some Hawaiian hospitality.

I went on a hike in the crater.

Looks like a nice day to jump right in for a 5 hr tour, right?

This east van "bottle lady" that followed us up the volcano was smart enough to just be STOKED on the view. She could sense the weather was turning.

It was nice for a while.

I visited Bo Bo Fet's final resting place.

And then the trail went down into the crater floor where, you guessed it, i was able to hike through some more lava. It was the coolest thing i have ever done, figurative and literal. It began to rain before i hit the lava field, and being at 9000 feet it was freezing and i had no rain coat.

And the hike out was SKETCHY!!!

Rich found his own adventure on the Hana coast.

A little cliff jumping was in order, but first he had to talk to the two chickens in front of him that it was safe. That's Rich, 3rd from the left, offering some advice. "Hurry the f%$# up" i believe it was.