The one-laned bridges and construction spots along the Hauna Hwy.

After the falls we went to . The drive was so beautiful with so much green. The people had carved a life from the side of the mountain and into the jungle. Around some turns, we saw progress in action. I still can't understand how they tamed the jungle enough to live. The small huts I get. But when these huge pieces of equipment digging trees and vines. I wondered where the waste material even went. The car we took was hogging up the road, so I can't imagine how they maneuvered the big equipment. WOW. Often, we would have to stop and let another driver pass because the bridge or road was too narrow for both.

They sell t-shirts that say "I survived the drive to Hana". There are over 600 almost hair-pin turns and 50 something one-laned bridges. However, the fun for me was the drive there. We spent from  about10 am to about 5 or 6 just driving and stopping and looking and hiking. I was in heaven.

A Hike On my Bird-day

As any silly goose would know, my strong hubs likes the motto "why walk when you can ride" and thus believing so, we have never had a hike. But we did this day.

We hiked to the first set of falls. And up the slippery slope to the first swimming hole. It was far down and green and full of people and I had my contacts on so I held back like I always do and finally decided that it was not fr us. Now that we are not there, I would have taken more time there. Even it it was just to look. I am a looker and a watcher- a deliberator and a thinker. If any situation needs quick action and cat like reflexes don't call  me. Ever. I will talk you to death, trying to think of the best way of getting the situation solved. I know it grinds Scott. Especially when we are loading and sorting cows. I like to think things through. And so I missed my opportunity to stay and be at the first set of falls.