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First Few In Paradise

March 21, 2016

 Playing with light at the skatepark for the first time and first decent shot in Hawaii

 

Back again here to update this blog of mine with red, extremely itchy sunburn... 
 
A few days ago I arrived on the Big Island of the Hawaii islands for my first Workaway experience. I am currently at a wonderful ladies house helping out with various tasks in and around the house such as cleaning,weeding, picking fruit, collecting chicken eggs, composting, recycling, etc. It has been a great experience thus far, the clean food and fluoride free water with chemtrail-free skies being the most joyous wonders to me. I couldn't wait to explore a bit of the island and was very anxious to but limited due to the bicycle tire inner tube being defective. Well the other day I got a replacement, fixed it up all nice nice and decided to take it for a spin. I contemplated putting sunscreen on before I left but chose not to with the idea in mind that I would be returning back home very shortly... This ended up not being the smartest idea of mine... 
 
Everything was great starting out, it was nice to ride a bike for the first time in quite some time. I rode down the street to the local skate park and saw the beautiful sparkling ocean with blue hovering above. From where I was at it did not seem like too far of a ride and I knew the general direction I would have to go in to get there. Having not been to the beach yet since I been here it was at that moment that I decided to make the adventure down there... This turned out to be one of my love hate decisions, but more towards the side of love. I started my journey towards the water. It was a fairly easy yet extremely windy ride, mainly downhill coasting at a nice speed. The roads turned and wound back and forth like barrels dropping down in the original Donkey Kong. The sun was hot but felt good with sunburn not even a thought in my mind. I could only see blue ahead of me while the feeling the pacific ocean for the first time against my body enthralled my thoguhts. After just over a 14 mile battle against the wind I followed signs to a resort that I am assuming by some signs would be a public access area as well. I was riding the bike through a beautiful resort and golf course, eventually ending up on the rocky yet beautiful beach with nobody there but myself. I parked the bike near a tree, settled my things down and could only envision and internally wonder what I am about to feel and experience for the first time in my life... 
 
I didn't have a bathing suit with me so I contemplating on going in the water. However this period of thought did not last that long after realizing that I didn't just bike all the way there to look at the damn water. I took off my clothes besides my boxers and decided to go take a little dip in the Pacific Ocean for the first time in my life. As I approached the water I looked around, noticing the hardened volcanic rock that make up the island and the crystal clear water washing up ashore. I was in absolute awe of how clear the water was as I have never seen ocean water that way before. I walked in the water and was very surprised and delighted on how warm the water was. I walked in up to my waist, paused, and then proceeded to laugh out loud in pure joy for how good the water felt. I have never been in such clean and warm water before and it is a time I will always remember for the rest of my time here. I stayed in there for about a half hour, diving under the water and splashing it on me, searching for rocks to skip in the water in which I did just that. It was a great time to be alive and very thankful that I got to experience something that i have always envisioned. After my time in the water I prepared myself for what was going to be hell getting back up the 14 mile long hill in which I coasted down. Before leaving the resort I saw a big party going on outside as it was St.Patrick's Day, spotting a jug of lemon water I decided to causally walk in and refill my water bottle. I did that and then was on my way back.... 
 
The sun was hot, a bit too hot and I was drinking up the water very quickly. I was peddling slowly up the hill and at times getting off the bike to push. With my quads giving out and going numb with dehydration setting in I thought I may die trying to get back in this heat. It was then I realized that leaving the house without and sunscreen was an absolute terrible idea. With the sun scorching on my body while pushing the bike up this hill I had figured the only way I would get back 12 miles up the hill alive in this mid day heat would to be hitchhiking. Very hesitant at first because I have never done this before, I decided to hold my thumb out in hopes of a kind soul to bring me up the hill. After about a minute of trying I saw a guy signal to the right after seeing my thumb. WHAT A RELIEF. I threw the bike in the bed of his truck and hopped in the passenger seat. Coincidentally we were going to the same place. He was a very cool guy, so cool in fact he used to trim cannabis years ago while living in California. We shared some stories and talked, got each others names "in which I forget his but not his face" dropped my off where I needed to go and proceeded in our own separate directions. I got dropped off at the gas station, went inside to get something to drink and a honey dew popsicle and then continued on my 5 minute bike ride, 15 minutes walk back to the house I was staying at. Seems like all may be fine and dandy at this point but you would be mistaken... 
 
After pulling out of the gas station on the bike and less than 200 feet away I feel and hear the back tire, in which,I just fixed start to drag against the road. I look behind at the tire and see that it is popped AGAIN after it was just fixed about 5 hours prior. I think to myself great, then I proceeded to walk the bike back to the home in this heat, not too worried this time because I was rehydrated and had a Gatorade with me. After walking for a few minutes I see a truck pull over with a Colorado sticker ahead of me, signaling for me to hop in. I was then relieved again and in awe on how nice and hospitable the people were here. The lady driving the truck told me she has been in the same position before and just had to help me out. We talked for a bit and then she dropped me off at the house and went on our way. Extremely relieved to be back home I got changed, drank some water and ate, took and much needed shower, changed and proceeded to take a nap... 
 
I was glad it,was finally over. However the next day I was reminded of my errors by the extreme sunburn on my arms,hands,face and neck. What are you going to do though? I went to the backyard and cut some aloe to apply liberally to my sun damaged skin. Needless to say my lesson was learned and will be the last time I leave the house in Hawaii without putting sunscreen on... 
 
That is my St.Patricks day story and a bit of my time in paradise. I attached a couple pictures I have taken so far for your viewing pleasure with many more to come shortly in the future.... 
 
Until next time...

 

                                                      X Spider right outside the front door of the house I am staying at

 

 

 

 

 

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