Kickin back in Maui

Fol­low­ing a busy jour­ney on the big is­land, we took some time to re­lax

The Beacon (Gander) - - Front page - BY JOSH HEALEY & JESSICA JOSENHANS

Our trav­ellers take it easy after the Big Is­land.

We ex­pe­ri­enced the Big Is­land in a blitz, an ab­so­lute whirl­wind that be­gan with a few nights in a hos­tel, and five ab­so­lutely jam-packed days in a rented jeep.

Then, we jumped from the Big Is­land to Maui, an­other is­land in the Hawai­ian chain.

We booked with Mokulele Air­lines and hap­pily boarded a tiny plane, which had eight seats and a view straight into the cock­pit. It was more an ad­ven­ture than your con­ven­tional flight—they did, after all, re­fer to their plane as the hop­per.

We played typ­i­cal tourists once in Maui, mak­ing our way to the lo­cal brew pub, thirsty from our hop across and pin­ing for a cool glass of ef­fer­vesc­ing am­ber liq­uid to grasp and some choice salty snacks to munch on.

We quickly planned to pitch our tent at Camp Olowalu, which was an easy Uber ride away, and made our home in camper’s par­adise.

The camp fea­tured white sand beaches with rain­bow ar­rays of kayaks on their shores. Spa­cious camp­sites tucked into the crooks of grand trees of­fered shade in the day and a spot to swing in your ham­mock at night. There were bon­fires ev­ery evening dur­ing which campers would unite in song and laugh­ter, spin­ning sto­ries brought on by happy days in the sun. Camp Olowalu had it all.

Un­be­knownst to us, we had also ar­rived dur­ing the peak of whale mat­ing sea­son. From the mo­ment we planted our beach chairs in the sand, the great crash­ing started in the dis­tance.

Our minds raced, cal­cu­lat­ing if thun­der could boom on such a clear day. To our great sur­prise, we saw a whale play­fully breach­ing and slap­ping its tail in the dis­tance.

We hopped im­me­di­ately into a kayak, rac­ing off into the dis­tance to see if we could spy one up close.

The whales were shy that day, but we booked a whale watch­ing sup­per the fol­low­ing evening.

The cruise, which de­parted just be­fore sun­set, of­fered but­tery lob­ster burst­ing from its shell, am­ple mai tais and more whale sight­ings than we could count.

We thought we’d stay only a day or two at the camp be­fore ex­plor­ing the rest of the is­land by car but were lulled in with the peace of the area to stay for al­most a whole week.

The week in­volved rest­ing in the pris­tine white sand, kayak­ing on the aqua­ma­rine ocean, and en­joy­ing de­li­cious pas­tries and pies from the lo­cal bak­ery just min­utes from the beach.

It was here that we learned the taste of the tart yet sweet liliko, and tasted an ap­ple and cin­na­mon pas­try so good it will haunt us.

Ul­ti­mately, the din­ner cruise and Camp Olowalu were the per­fect re­spite be­fore pre­par­ing for the ‘treach­er­ous’ road to Hana.

Josh and Jess are two salty east-coast­ers tak­ing a year off to travel, write and ex­plore. We just hiked four days in Fiord­land Na­tional Park and are cur­rently in Wanaka, New Zealand. Soon headed to Fox Glacier. Find us at Salt & Brine / Twit­ter: joshrjhealey / In­sta­gram: jayjosen­hans

JESS JOSENHANS

The el­e­gant flick of a whale tail is the per­fect photo op­por­tu­nity.

JOSH HEALEY

The sun­set cruise of­fers tourists the chance to en­joy both a de­li­cious meal and a spec­tac­u­lar view.

JESS JOSENHANS

A sea tur­tle swims past in the crys­tal-clear wa­ters near Camp Olowalu.

JESS JOSENHANS

The view from the kayak back to the shore­line of white sand beaches and jagged moun­tains.

CREDIT: PASSER-BY

We took an op­por­tu­nity to ruin a per­fectly good sun­set with our faces.

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