
Day 13 – Feb 9
The day started slowly with my morning routine (exercise, morning chai, shower and connecting to the outside world) but the skies offered some spotty clouds and a promise of a sunny day ahead to encourage us in our plan for the day. We had conspired against my sister Lucy and not told her what we had planned for this day. We have always wanted to do the helicopter tour of Kauai and we tried three years ago only to get cancelled with mechanical failure just before we boarded the helicopter. That was actually a good time to find out about such things. However, I had booked a tour for this day some days ago and we swore not to tell Lucy as we knew it would be something that would provide some angst if she had any time to think about it. So we had harboured this news and would only tell her just before we were to be picked up. So the morning started with breakfast at Kukui’s where we enjoyed the buffet and managed to finish just as they were closing up the buffet. I love those late breakfast meals. We then made our way to the beach to enjoy some sunshine and read for a while. Finally it was time to get ready for the trip and we had to break the news to Lucy and get ready for the driver in 45 minutes. Her reaction was great as she appeared to be keen and we all gathered our things to get to the front doors of the resort on time. By things I mean that we were instructed to wear tie up shoes (no flip flops allowed), jackets (as it cools down when there are no doors on the Hughes 500 machine), cameras with neck straps or hand grips) and nothing else. When I thought about those instructions I realized that perhaps we were in for more of an adventure than an easy helicopter ride through the warm air of Kauai. Right now I have to tell you that I have difficulty with heights and still wonder why I had agreed to fly in a small mechanical device that would crowd 5 people (one being a trusted pilot) into a space about the size of a small 2 person sauna and soar to great heights above the island with no doors on the machine! I guess it was the continued quest to get over the height thingy and enjoy the fine vistas we would be exposed to. I could not begin to feel what Lucy was going through as she shares my fear of heights and was a trooper as she marched to the helicopter suited up with personal floatation device, jacket and camera clutched in her hand. Once inside she was seated between the pilot (Jason) and Freddi. Tara-Lee and I were seated in the back seats with a gaping hole to my right that
ran from floor to ceiling. Here I must tell you that I took some strength at the ease in which my daughter and wife slipped into this mode of ridiculously unsafe (feeling) mode of transit. In y mind I knew that we only had to endure this fear for 60 minutes. Do you know how long 60 minutes is! The ground guy took a lot of time and attention to make sure that Lucy was comfortable and suitably kidded as she got ready to take her first helicopter ride.

After all the preparation, which I appreciated, we slowly slipped off the ground, turned slowly and zipped away gaining altitude as moved from the airport (NW) along the west coat of this absolutely gorgeous island. The sun was on us most of the time but there were times that the overcast mountains produced some coolness and rain as we passed by. We flew over our resort on Nawiliwili Bay and saw the pool area where we had just been and the harbour which, at that time, house a large Princess cruise liner. We gained a little more altitude as we ventured over the first range of mountains and set out along the west coast shoreline. We flew over Poipu and the shores we had seen the day before from the Captain Andy sailboat and saw the vast and green countryside that was used as horse and cattle ranches by well to do families. We then ventured up the Waimea Grand Canyon which was shadowed by big clouds and likely some rain happening down below. The vista was incredible and the thought to viewing areas that no one can even walk to was very inspiring. Jason reminded us that Jurassic park films had been shot in these hills and under or around some of the waterfalls that we were viewing.

We finally moved to the area that this trip was all about for me. We motored along the face of the Napali coastline where there are no roads, only a few trails and no inhabitants (with the exception of a few hippies living in there who grow weeds that are not allowed anywhere else) and just plain raw naturally created walls of lava and the relatively recent growth of small green vegetation along the less vertical areas. I managed to release my death grip on the handle in the helicopter to take some photos of this area. (actually I had perfected the release, pick up camera, focus, click and release the camera to catch the handle in a surprisingly short time). Tara-Lee spotted some whales from above and they appeared to be pretty small considering where we were. We entered a canyon that stretched 3000 feet above us to get the feel of the size of the cliffs we were looking at. Thankfully Jason managed to turn and lift the machine as we approached the end of th

Once we emerged from our venture up close to the land, we travelled up and down the Napali to make sure we were afforded many views of this significant area of the island. It was awesome in the fullest extent of that word. We then ventured further to the North shore where we had driven a couple of days before. We flew over the area where we walked on the rocks to view the surf and were impressed by the size of the surf and the transparency of the shallows where we could see the differing colours of the coral below. The sun was bathing the area in warmth and light to see the colours clearly. It was very spectacular to see. Jason then guided us through the interior once again to view more mountains, valleys, flowering trees and ranch lands owned by some of the wealthy farmers of the island. We finally visited a twin waterfall that was on the east side where some movies have been filmed. I could see the airport in the distance as started back to Nawiliwili harbour area. Jason concluded the tour as we approached the airport and the landing was smooth and easy as we settled down on the tarmac. What a ride! It was very exhilarating to revel through the air with the wind and weather all around you but I promised myself that any future helicopter rides would be in aircraft with doors. That is a simple request to be remembered.

Once out of our headgear and safety straps we were allowed to take some pictures around the helicopter and we managed to get Roadtrip Rooster involved in that process also. Naturally, the ground guy kidded Lucy about doing some sky-diving next but she was not inclined to continue that line of discussion. We were driven back to the resort where we all felt the need for a shower to get the feel of the salt air out of our hair and skin after the 60 minute blast of cool air. It was a great experience to have behind us. The picture will serve as a record for us for some time.
Once dressed and ready or push on to the next adventure we drove to Poipu to visit a shop that Tara-Lee had spotted when we were there for dinner a few nights before. The mall was having a Farmers Market at that time so we enjoyed walking about the stalls to see what they were offering. They were all home grown or home made products and there was a good deal of
attention from the gathered tourists and locals. We picked up a fresh papaya, a bottle of banana foster jam, some fresh organic chocolate chip cookies and a few small gifts for people back home. It was a fun place to walk about and I took some pictures of the beautiful flowers that were appreciating the bright sunlight.
We then drove to the Spouting Horn where the natural waves produce a huge spout and a deep horn sound as they pound the shoreline. We had formerly known this as a “blow hole” but the new name has been formalized with road signs etc since we were here last. Poipu has grown a great deal since our first visit and it is destined to grow more as large housing projects dot this side of the island. At around 5 pm we arrived at our destination for the evening. It was the Beach House Re
staurant which is a restaurant that Freddi and I have made a traditional stop for one meal each trip. It has a westerly exposure and all of the windows slide away to offer a beautiful beach view of the sunset each night. The surrounding area is out of everyone’s imagination of the sun setting along the coast of a Hawaiian island. This evening it did not fail us even though there was a cloud cover. For a few minutes we were treated to a beautiful sunset vista that Freddi tried to capture on film. Our dinner was great also as we tried their “pupus” (appies) and enjoyed their Mahi-mahi and Ahi in several different forms. The drive home was interrupted with a stop to shop and enjoy some of the island’s best gelato at the Poipu Shopping Village. Some members of our family will never pass up an opportunity to sift through the stock of several stores in a single session.
Once dressed and ready or push on to the next adventure we drove to Poipu to visit a shop that Tara-Lee had spotted when we were there for dinner a few nights before. The mall was having a Farmers Market at that time so we enjoyed walking about the stalls to see what they were offering. They were all home grown or home made products and there was a good deal of

We then drove to the Spouting Horn where the natural waves produce a huge spout and a deep horn sound as they pound the shoreline. We had formerly known this as a “blow hole” but the new name has been formalized with road signs etc since we were here last. Poipu has grown a great deal since our first visit and it is destined to grow more as large housing projects dot this side of the island. At around 5 pm we arrived at our destination for the evening. It was the Beach House Re

