The Silly String

“I mean this is a man you just don’t cross. And you most certainly don’t provoke. But there it was. Looking at me. And the longer he cracked himself up teasing me the more tempted I got. And then… You know that feeling when you just throw yourself over the ledge of a wave that you know you have absolutely no chance of making? It was that…”

Kauai, why?

“I’d already been warned about this once. I previously went to Kauai with Ronnie Burns, and Mike Latronic. A ledgey right was firing right off the plane, and we hit it. I whipped out my tripod and big black Century 650 lens and one of the broadest Hawaiian chests I’d ever seen appeared from between two cars. It was Alekai Kinimaka.

“Eh braddah we appreciate you put your camera away.”

He said it very nicely. He certainly did not need in any way to sound intimidating. He knew what he looked like.”

The Tuamotu Crossing

“We reached our friend’s pearl farm a little before dinner time and we met ‘Tamaro’ their pet shark. He had come for dinner as well.

The shark would come to the beach into the shallow water by their house, and grandma would lay a good sized fish on the sharks head, and cut it into pieces for him. Then by hand she would feed him the pieces, scratch his back and he would swim away, returning the next day for breakfast. Apparently this family had been in harmony with this shark for decades.”