Jerry and I decided to take our time getting from Volcano to Kailua-Kona. We were on our way to seeing our friends Yil and Shirley (from Reno) for a few days while they are staying in Kailua-Kona. Since there were no tight deadlines, we decided to mosey along, simply seeing what we wanted to see and stopping where we wanted to stop along the way.
It seems Sunday is a total close-down day in most Big Island towns. NOTHING was open in Hilo or Waimea, for example. (I pressed my face to the window at Sig Zane’s shop, lusting to shop. Oh well.) Hungry and ready for a break, we hoped we could find a place for lunch – preferably with a TV that was showing the USA versus Argentina at the World Cup. Eureka! We found a sports bar in Kawaihae with fabulous sashimi and World Cup soccer.
Yesterday morning, we headed for our very favorite beach in all the world. (We love Golden Beach in Paros and our former beach house’s beach in Kawailoa on the North Shore, but the beach at the Mauna Kea Beach Resort is perfection.)
We love swimming laps in that spectacular bay, which Lawrence Rockefeller was genius enough to turn into one of the world’s first destination resorts. The sand is perfect, there’s plenty of shade, the water temp is ideal and the rocks make it perfect for contrast just in case we want to paint it, which Jerry did.
Here’s a painting of the Mauna Kea Beach and below it, Jerry’s watercolor of the scene as he saw it. He gave this to his friend Yil as a birthday gift last night.
– Paula Rath