National Lighthouse Day

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I have been a bit derelict at writing my posts lately.  But last month I was busy watching the Tour de France and now it’s the Olympics.  You can see how exhausted all of this activity has left me. Continue reading

Outrigger Canoe Racing

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Outrigger Canoe

Outrigger Canoe

I’ve been absent from my blog for a while because Ms. Mar hasn’t been telling me any of her adventures lately.  But yesterday, she was taking photos for her daily blog (throughmylens365.wordpress.com) when she came across some outrigger canoes by the Deschutes River.  That must have brought back some memories from Hawaii because as soon as she got home, she put me on her lap and started telling me about the good ‘ol days. Continue reading

Tako Poke

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Octopus (or Tako) or He'e). Photo taken in 1980)

When Ms. Mar said she was going to tell me a story about making taco, my mouth started watering. I’m always ready for a good beef, chicken or fish taco. But then she said, “no, not taco . . . tako.” What the heck is tako? Well, I was about to find out.

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Scuba – Conclusion

Photo courtesy of Wikipedia

I relax on Ms. Mar’s lap for the conclusion to the story, Ms. Mar has to preface the story a little. She said that the reason she took charge of the compass is that Mr. C has a hard time with directions and she was afraid he would direct them out to sea.  In Hawaii, directions aren’t given by using North, South, East, West . . . they use landmarks as directions. Mauka would be toward the mountains; makai would be toward the ocean; Diamond Head is toward Diamond Head; Ewa towards Ewa. It was hard to see these landmarks underwater, so Ms. Mar took over the controls.

And the story continues . . .

Dive Log Book

As they swam into the abyss, Ms. Mar was confident she had read the compass right and were heading in the right direction. Mr. C was being towed by her as he was preparing his “I told you so” speech. He was not quite so confident of Ms. Mar’s leadership and direction. As the minutes passed by and they hadn’t reached the other side, little strands of doubt started going through Ms. Mar.

Suddenly, a large shadow started looming overhead. Mr. C’s first thought was a shark. But the closer they got, the bigger the shadow became until they realized they had reached the other side.

As they crawled up to the beach they found the flag almost in front of them. The marines were scattered and one group got lost. We think they ended up in Japan.  Ms. Mar and Mr. C walked away with the highest score for underwater navigation. With sport diving certificate in hand, they were ready to face the ocean on their own . . .

Diver's Club Patch

Stay tuned for more adventures.

Tux

Scuba Part II – Sport Diving

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Reef Fish

The Haleiwa Trench on the north-shore of Oahu was murky. The 100+ feet trench is the entrance to a boat harbor and is filled with unseen monsters of the deep. We were breathing compressed air and guided by our will to survive. At one atmosphere down, the murkiness only allowed us to see our instruments. Crude sign language was our sole means of communicating as our senses were reduced only to hearing our air exchange from our regulators. Images of “Jaw’s” played on my face mask as we swam deeper into the black Trench. Continue reading

100 Feet Under the Sea . . . (.0003 Leagues Under the Sea)

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Scuba Patch

It was nap time and I’m usually given a story to munch on. I snuggle on Ms. Mar’s lap and pull the blankie up to my mustache and signal I’m ready with a purrr. She put me on my back and held the back of my head in her palms as she began to search for a tale.

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HONOLULU MARATHON . . . are you Pupule!!!! (part 2)

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Hawaii

“4, 3, 2, 1 and BOOM, a canon blast starts the race. Fireworks are going off. This is it. This is my final exam. Did I train enough? Will I make it? For some reason, I have Shostakovich’s Symphony No. 5 Finalerunning through my head.   Must be a throwback from my music days in high school and college.

Honolulu Marathon Start

“It seems like forever before I am able to move. The race is already 2 minutes old before I am even able cross the starting line. With so many people surrounding me, I am unable to do anything but walk for the first few minutes. As the swarm of people starts to disburse, I am finally able to start a slow jog, and then a slow run. I try to keep my breathing even and my pace steady. I was about to experience something few people have only to ponder. I was about to experience both agony and the thrill of living.  I was about to experience the fear of having to go to the bathroom! Continue reading

HONOLULU MARATHON . . . 26.2 miles . . . are you pupule!!!!! (part 1)

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HawaiiMs. Mar loves to tell stories about when she made the adventurous move from a small town in northern Minnesota to a small island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean – Hawaii – way back in 1974. Of course, this was long before I was ever thought of, or my mother was thought of, or her mother . . . you get the gist. I was not yet in existence when this move occurred so I can only tell her stories.

While she intended to stay in Hawaii only for a year until she figured out what she wanted to do “when she grew up,” Ms. Mar ended up staying for 25 years and during that time had many great adventures. Over the next few weeks, I’ll tell you some of her stories.

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SNOW CANYON STATE PARK, UTAH

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Sunset at Snow Canyon

When Ms. Mar and Mr. C announced that we were going to visit Snow Canyon State Park, I was underwhelmed. Sorry, but my standards reflect my regality that goes back centuries to the Egyptian gods and monarchs. My peeps were pampered by a royal court and rows of servants standing ready to serve at the raise of my brow. Stories are told that servants would run to our beck-and-call by the mere wiggle of our ears. I want only the best. National Parks are more suited for my regal status. State parks are for mere mortals.

Snow Canyon

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BRYCE CANYON

Bryce Canyon from Sunrise Point

Stunning . . . spectacular . . . awesome . . . magnificent . . . amazing . . . “okay I get it already. Keep it down out there; Backpack Kitty is trying to nap!” When Ms. Mar looked over the landscape at Bryce Canyon, she was rendered speechless. And that is something that doesn’t happen very often. The “hoodoos,” or pinnacles that make up Bryce Canyon are unique to any place I’ve seen.

Hoodoos

One interesting fact is that the Paiute Indians believed the hoodoos were “Legend People” who were turned to stone by the trickster god Coyote.

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