Packed and ready...but not...our bags were taken down to the car. The other guy drove once again and we took our time leaving. And again we got a nice picture of Mauna Kea as we headed for the main highway. It would be nice to get a look from the top instead of at it, but I think it was a little too cold for my blood.
So we left behind these kinds of views and drove in silence to the Kona airport. Somehow I felt in my bones that Mauna Kea would get another look at me.
For a long time to come I'll be dreaming of this fertile island...of its still living mountains, wild rivers and jungle-packed gorges.
I'll always remember the image of ripe breadfruit on the limb.. of the lovely symmetry of Momma Nature.
I won't forget the beauty, the mystery of land and sea...just as I'm sure that Hawai`i and its beautiful people won't forget me!
"Aloha nui-loa, Hawai`i." What the locals say is true! "Da Big Island mo bett-a!"
Yours most truly, (and drop me a line if you enjoyed my recollections!)
Warty - the Alii Hog