Part 1…The Queen’s Bath, a beautiful and terrifying place…The progression of a risky hike…Check out these photos!

Queen’s Bath looks relatively innocuous but is known to be deadly. Many swimmers have died here by the unexpected surf sweeping them away, especially in the more rough winter months. This is the only photo we “borrowed.” All other photos are ours. Tom didn’t take the camera with him when he went down the final steps to the water while I waited behind.

As many times as we’ve heard, “Don’t go into the water at the Queen’s Bath, especially in the winter. It’s too dangerous,” our curiosity still nagged at us, especially knowing that access to this mysterious pool of water down a deep and treacherous path was only a two-minute drive from our condo.

This was a small portion of the trek we traveled down to the Queen’s Bath.

Here are a few direct quotes/reviews from TripAdvisor regarding recent visits to the Queen’s bath from other travelers:

4 of 5 stars Reviewed February 10, 2015
“I used a guidebook to find it, and almost ended up in a VERY dangerous place….eventually found Queen’s Bath, but it can be treacherous. I advise extreme caution! Don’t go alone; use good judgment; watch the tides etc.The ocean is unpredictable as it is beautiful! Don’t try this if you are not in pretty good shape; it takes some hiking and climbing to get there 🙂
3 of 5 starsReviewed February 6, 2015
“I wouldn’t do this with small children, unsteady Grandpa, or folks scared of edges. When we got there the surf was super rough, so we didn’t make it around to the Queen’s Bath, per se.”
Visited January 2015
4 of 5 starsReviewed January 26, 2015
“We decided to visit this site only after 2 weeks of dry weather (unusual on the north shore in winter) and on a day with no high surf warning. Nevertheless, the trail was slippery in places, especially when it arrives at lava rock service. My wife decided to wait for me there as I proceeded to the left (westerly, I believe) the rest of the way to the Bath. It is rocky, wet and there is no maintained path. When I arrived at the Bath, there were a number of young people in the Bath who I don’t believe was aware of the wave risks in winter. I observed from the highest point available before returning to the dirt path back up to the parking area.”
“If you decide to visit the Bath, please proceed with caution and only after investigating conditions! If in doubt, don’t attempt it. This is not a park ( Kauai, despite its beauty, friendly people and movie sets is not a theme park) and there most likely will be no one nearby qualified or willing to help you if you slip or get pulled out in the ocean. Under the best circumstances, this experience is not for everyone.”
Visited January 2015
Walking on this type of terrain may have been easy for some and certainly appeared to be for Tom. But, in my worn-out shoes, I felt unsteady.
Yep, we made it down this hill.

Yesterday, we decided to visit Queen’s Bath but not to go into the dangerous ocean pool. I’m not much of a swimmer and although Tom is lifeguard-capable, it wasn’t worth it. Instead, we decided to take the trek down the cliff to see what we how close we could get.

This spot was tricky.

We’ve discussed how difficult our lives would be if one of us was to be seriously injured. After all, we have no home to go to for recuperation. What about all the prepaid future bookings? Instead, we err on the side of caution in most of our adventures, of which there still have been many and will continue to be many more in the future.

I was thrilled when we approached easier spots such as this.

Not all adventures revolve around extreme sports, as mentioned recently in a prior post. However, many tourist activities in Hawaii require a strong under 40-year-old body, which neither of us possesses. Caution prevails.

Tom reminded me that if I fell to lean to the opposite side of the ravine. Good advice, Honey!

Yesterday, for us old-timers, one very sure-footed (Tom, of course) and me, not so sure-footed, especially in my worn-out shoes, (soon to be replaced when our shipment of supplies arrives from the mailing service), the hike down the cliff to the Queen’s Bath, was daunting, to say the least.

This path was never created for exploring the Queen’s Bath. It was worn over many years of curiosity seekers traveling down the cliffs.

The photos we’ve included here are not a totally fair representation of how steep, and at times slippery, the trek really is. I hung onto Tom’s hand most of the way up and down, especially when we walked over thick roots and wet leaves within a foot of a drop off to a ravine.

The creek below.  Crossing this area was challenging. At times I grabbed any sturdy branch I could hold onto. 

By the time we made it to the final descent, with another short but rough patch ahead, Tom insisted I stay behind and wait while he explored the pool in more detail, promising not to go into the water. I waited for what proved to be a long 10 minutes fearful that he’d fall. 

Ah, another level spot. 

When he rounded the turn and I saw his smiling face, I was relieved. Don’t get me wrong. Tom is quite steady and strong, more than many much younger. But, the terrain was difficult for any level of fitness other than those experienced hikers who are comfortable managing treacherous paths.

Finally, we could see the ocean as we maneuvered closer and closer to the end.

Making it back up the cliff was a bit more challenging. I was relieved when I looked up, up, up, and saw the parking lot. Feet firmly planted on the asphalt, I found myself feeling a slight bit of satisfaction for having gone as far as we did. 

It was thrilling to finally see the waterfalls.

Oddly, I’m physically capable of such a hike but the horrid condition of my now pain-free (due to diet) spine tends to make me a bit fearful of falling. A fall could be disastrous putting a fast end to our travels. 

It wasn’t a huge waterfall but the sight, the sounds and, the chickens crowing in the background making it pleasant to stop and admire the scenery.

Through it all, we managed to get these photos, see the waterfall, and return safely in one piece for which we’re very grateful. Would I go again? Probably not. But then again, we seldom return to the same spot preferring to always pursue the next best thing.

Another waterfall view. Oh look, there’s a sturdy stick to hold onto in the left of this photo.

Tomorrow morning, we’ll post the photos of our way back up the cliff before we take off early for our trip to the Waimea Canyon, a three-hour drive from Princeville, hoping to arrive before the clouds roll in, a daily occurrence after 10 am. Later in the day, we’ll head back to Poipu for the overnight at the hotel.

We encountered several chicken families along the way.

Have a fabulous “Hump Day.” For us, seniors, every day of the week is Saturday…pure pleasure…pure freedom.

                                            Photo from one year ago today, February 19, 2014:
How does one fall in love with an ugly frog?  While living in the African Reunion house in South Africa, this tree frog would come and go each day returning to the same spot in the rafters of the veranda. It would be gone a day to return the next while each time I’d happily acknowledge his return. Even the smallest of creatures can bring us joy. For details of that day which included a “girls only lunch,” please click here.

On the road again!…Mini vacation, here we come!…

The flower blooming season is yet to come, which we’ll have the opportunity to experience before we depart in May. Even without flowers, the greenery is colorful in its own way.

On Friday, it will be my birthday. Away from family and old friends and with a desire to avoid making a commotion with new friends, yesterday we decided to head to Poipu, Kauai to see the Waimea Canyon and other local points of interest.

Tom in deep thought while gazing at the sea.

Leaving this Thursday morning, we’ll make the 70-minute drive to the hotel, the Sheraton Kauai, to drop off our stuff (one duffel bag) and check out some of the sites in the popular beach town. Later, we’ll spend a little time by the hotel’s pool and to check out the hotel’s amenities.

By using the Hotels.com link here on our site, we’ve been able to accumulate enough points recently for three nights in hotels. Recently, we used one of those night’s credits in Hilo before the flight from Big Island to Kauai and now a second credit for this hotel in Poipu.

With rates over $300, a night at the Sheraton Kauai including the “resort fee” ($30 extra charge hotels often charge in order to beef up their revenue), our credit for $216 was useful. 

By the time we visit the Waimea Canyon on Friday morning, we’ll have traveled almost the entire perimeter of the island at one point or another. Once we arrive at the northern tip of the Waimea Canyon, we’ll be relatively close to Princeville. However, the only way to return is the way we came, heading south following the eastern side of the island back up to the north. There are no roads from the Waimea Canyon area to Princeville.

Trees near the beaches provide welcome relief in the shade on sunny days.

It is the remote nature of many areas of this island that are particularly appealing to us. Of course, the towns along the way are crowded with tourists, not so much with the locals when the entire population for the island as of 2013 is only 69,512. Over 1,300,000 tourists visit Kauai each year.

In March, the road from Princeville will be under construction in parts. We had hoped to make this trip before it began. Now is as good a time as any to visit the Waimea Canyon.

Unlike many other beaches in the world, Kauai’s beaches are surrounded by vegetation.

As for the birthday thing, it’s of little importance to me and for that matter to Tom either. When we began our travels, we decided to forgo any hoopla about holidays, birthdays, cards, and gifts. Instead, we feel the love each and every day. 

The gift we’ve given one another of joyful, peaceful, and stress-free travel is all either of us need from the other. And this, we give to one another in abundance for which we both are very grateful.

The beach is equally beautiful on cloudy days.  Now, is Kauai’s rainy season and yet we’ve been fortunate to have many sunny days.

The age thing only plays any relevance to either of us in the hopes that our current level of health and fitness is maintained through many years to come. If I had a cake with candles to blow out (and surely it would be many candles) my only wish would be for the health and well-being of those we love and for our continuing health in our travels.

A few days ago we met a wonderful couple well into their 80’s that travels for most of the year. Although they have a home, unlike us, their goal is to be able to continue on. 

The rich colors of the rocky cliffs.

In essence, our lives are easier in many ways than for those who travel part of the time. We don’t have to go back to repack, pay bills, arrange maintenance for a house and yard, read the piles of mail, and tend to all the responsibilities of daily life. All we do is move to a new location every two to three months which now, with our reduced amount of luggage, can be accomplished in minutes not hours. 

We’re often surprised by how few people there on the beach each day.

One last comment on the age thing; I will be 67 on Friday, a number that has little effect on me one way or another. I have never been shy about my age. Age is only relevant in that time seems to be ticking a little faster as we’ve grown older. 

A bonfire, ready to light.

Working out with vigor once again makes me feel revitalized and more youthful. I am committed to continuing to find a place to workout wherever we may live in the future. It was impossible finding workout facilities in the mountains of Tuscany, the hills of Madeira, and in the bush in Africa. 

Waves, ready for surfers.

When we’ll soon head to Australia, New Zealand and some of the countries in which we’ll live in the South Pacific it appears there may be some types of accessible workout facilities. If not, I’ll manage a workout routine at home. 

We never tire of the beauty of the sky and surf.

We’ll continue to post each day including on Thursday morning before we leave Princeville and then again on Friday while in Poipu. We’re looking forward to sharing many new photos and adventures of our upcoming “get away” in days to come.

Have a happy day!

                                           Photo from one year ago today, February 17, 2014:

One year ago, we were on our final bush braai, a cookout in the bush at night in Kruger National Park, wild animals all around us and guards with rifles protecting the perimeter of our camp. For details, please click here.

Life in Kauai with more wonders at every turn…Hearts turning over…Magic moments…

In the past several days, trees were trimmed at our condo complex providing us with a better view of the sea from the front of our condo. With a view of Hanalei Bay from our lanai, it’s wonderful having views from both the front and back.

Our lives don’t entirely revolve around searching for the next good photo and story to share, although it may seem so to new readers if they step in midway making an assessment that we’re always looking for the next day’s topic. 

Nor, does life center on the mundane, although pleasant aspects of daily living that include housekeeping, cooking, grocery shopping, and a degree of lounging ensconced in mindless drivel.

The Nene Bird is the Hawaiian Island state bird, evolved from the Canadian Goose of which we’re very familiar after living in Minnesota.

For us, somehow we find ourselves relishing in the details of the above, however infinitesimal or grand, that brings us to a moment of ultimate joy and pleasure.

It may be as simple as the first bite of a good meal we’ve prepared, the music and credits running at the end of a great movie we’ve watched, or such an experience as we had on Friday with knowledgeable, albatross whisperer Cathy.

Cliff scene on our walk.

Or, it may be the result of the two red-crested cardinals that stop by several times each day, alighting on the veranda railing squawking at me for yet another bit of the chopped raw walnuts that I share with them each day. Magic moments. They come in all shapes and sizes.

And, from a more intimate perspective, they come from people we meet, the friends we’ve made, a kindness, a generosity, and a well-spoken or written expression that affects us in such a profound way, that it almost feels as if our hearts are turning over in our chests. 

The black rock lining this cliff’s edge in lava that formed the Hawaiian Islands eons ago.

So was the case yesterday morning when Cathy sent us an email message after reading the first of our posts, an email that made us smile from ear to ear with appreciation and reverence from the depth of the core of her intention. 

A Hala Tree.

She wrote:
“I have really enjoyed reading your blog! And thank you for the kind words, you have no idea how much it means to me.  You got all of the information correct, I am very impressed. The albatrosses need all the friends they can get, and I appreciate your appreciation and respect for them. As the sea level rises and they lose nesting areas, we may start seeing more of them here.”

The thoughtful message continued on with suggestions and offers of information from this wildlife expert that only such a passionate individual would take the time to share. We gobbled it all up in one fell swoop and later went back, reading it again in bite-size pieces absorbing each word.

A closer view of the pods growing on the above Hala Tree. In a way, it resembles a pine cone.

Easily, a reader may interpret our sharing this morsel as a case of “tooting our own horn.” Perhaps, in a way, we’re doing exactly that. Who among us is exempt from absorbing and enjoying a kindly expression? Living life away from those we love who on occasion fed us such a compliment may make us more prime to accept such a fine morsel.

However, the words in her quote that gave us the most gratification were “You got all of the information correct, I am very impressed.” Most recently, we wrote a post as to how we don’t profess to be experts on any particular aspect of our travels or of life itself. You know, “jack of all trades, master of none.” That’s us.

Many of the rocky beach areas are inaccessible and dangerous with many warning signs posted along the edge.

How we strive to get the information right in our daily posts is more profound than we can stress here. At times, we deal is vagaries in hopes of avoiding embarrassing ourselves with inaccuracies.

Then again, we shouldn’t beat ourselves up over this. Who writes with photos every single day of their lives for the world to see in the form of a loose essay, day after day for little remuneration other than the kind observations of others? 

Although we have zillions of readers worldwide (go figure) we hang onto their every word in email and posted comments providing us with feedback that fills us with all that we need or desire.

An oblong pool that is created each day during high tide.

Thank you to those of you who write and to those of you who contemplate writing sometime in the future. And for the lurkers who will never write, you too, give us a sense of great joy as we see our numbers grow into the hundreds of thousands, hoping that somehow our tidbits of life on the move may bring you but a moment of pleasure.

And now, on this beautiful day in Kauai, the doors and windows open to the filtering sunlight, the sounds of the roosters crowing, the birds singing, and the next best thing that calls to us to share with you tomorrow and tomorrow. 

                                            Photo from one year ago today, February 16, 2014:

A “retired general,” a Cape Buffalo, moseys on down the road hoping to meet up with a few cronies while we were on our final game drive in Kruger National Park. We were leaving South Africa on February 28th one year ago. For more photos and details of that game drive, please click here.

Part 2…A walk with the Albatross Lady…See and hear the sounds of the albatross in another new video below…

A little sunlight and a beautiful albatross protecting her chick.

Yesterday, after another drive to the neighborhood where the albatrosses reside, now nesting with their solitary chicks, we were relieved to see that a chick that had huddled alone against the side of a house the previous day was no longer by him/herself. Perhaps, the parent had gone off to find food while the other parent hadn’t returned from the last time out to sea. Sadly, sometimes they don’t return due to illness, injury or death or for a reason none of us will ever know.

Interaction between the albatross is a gift to behold.
We saw a total of eight albatross in this yard interacting with one another as shown in today’s above video.

If only we really knew what transpires in the lives of these curious and amazing birds. We can only learn so much by observing them. In reality, that’s the case with the animal kingdom. We can only surmise the magnitude of their lifestyles and the depth of their understanding of their significance in our world, in their world.

Roger, our co-host on the tour on Friday explained how this particular house in the neighborhood was previously owned by Graham Nash, singer-songwriter of Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young. When an albatross chick is born in a homeowner’s yard they have the opportunity to name the chick. At one time, a chick was named Nash.
Its interesting to see how social they are with one another.

As considerable time and expense is spent in researching animal life, scientists can only speculate as to how smart they really are. Isn’t it only recently that the intelligence of our household pets are finally being realized by science, when all along, those of us fortunate enough to have a dog, a cat or another animal in our homes, knew how smart and intuitive they were all along?

As mentioned yesterday, its impossible to determine a male and female without a DNA test but, for some reason I think this albatross looks like a dad protecting his chick.

Our precious dog Willie (read his website here) as he was dying of cancer, on his last day of life dragged me by his leash to the yard of each of our five neighboring homes where he proceeded to dig up the bones he’d buried near their mailboxes long ago. That very day, the end of his life, he brought the bones back to our house placing them in a pile, seemingly content with a job well done. The significance of his action baffles us yet to this day.

This chick did a little clacking of his own when he spotted us at a good distance, always respectful of their need for privacy.

Who are we to speculate on what they could possibly be thinking or if they are “thinking” at all or merely utilizing their instinctive skills? Then again, how dare we assume they don’t “think” when we look into their eyes and see such understanding and love?

Cathy explained how these fluffed up feathers often indicate a chick is beneath this parent.

And, as we wandered through the neighborhood with Cathy and Roger on Friday afternoon, admiring the lifecycle of the Laysan Albatross, a powerful sense of “they know exactly what they’re doing.” They are smart and introspective and emotional and thoughtful and most of all, loving to each other and their young. How do I know this? 

Some of the albatross appear to have a greater need for privacy tending to nest in more hidden areas.

Walk amongst them. Watch them dance together bobbing up and down with pure joy. Watch them clean the fluffy feathers of their young with tenderness and care. Look into their black rimmed eyes filled with expression, filled with life and you too will know.

These six albatross were taking a break from the nests for fun and “displaying” as described by Cathy, our expert guide.

Its nothing eerie or mystical. It’s not about me or some communicative skills I possess with wildlife. I don’t. Its life. And when I held the camera in my hand leaning on the door jamb of the safari vehicle in the Masai Mara only 10 feet from a lion and our eyes met, I knew then. 

Some of the parents almost squash their chicks when sitting on them and others are more mindful of giving them room as they grow.

God (or whatever higher power you believe or not), put us all on this earth to cohabitate together, giving us the emotional intelligence and capacity to coexist in harmony, if only we learn to respect each other’s space, each other’s needs and each other’s destiny. 

A chick safely nestled in the grass and under mom or dad’s legs.

The Laysan Albatross come to this neighborhood (and the golf course here in Princeville) year after year, some lost at sea never to return, others returning to discover their awaiting mate (or a new mate) again and again.  In essence, we can question and speculate all we want. But, the true answer only lies in the power of life placed upon this earth for all of us to love, respect and admire.

Other albatross seem content to be out in the open clearly visible to passersby.

And that, dear readers, we do.  We admire the Laysan Albatross and again, we are humbled and grateful for the gift we’ve been given to share, even for this short time, in their world.

                                            Photo from one year ago today, February 15, 2014:

This Black Headed Oriole graced our yard at African Reunion House as we were often on the lookout for birds. For details from that date and a favorite shot at the end of that post, please click here.

Part 1…A walk with the Albatross Lady…See and hear the sounds of the albatross in our new video below…Happy Valentine’s Day!

This parent and chick sit close to one another until the chick becomes more confident and the parents feel more at ease. In time, the chick will be left behind on its own, most likely in June or July. Although, Cathy explained, that on occasion a fledgling won’t leave the nest until August, at which time, she can go on her vacation. She won’t leave until they have all left the area and her job of overseeing them for the years is over until next November when many will return to the area.

Honestly, I don’t know where to begin. I sit here with words at my fingertips, anxious to write. I find myself stymied over how to begin to describe yesterday’s walk with Cathy Granholm to hear and see the Laysan Albatross and their 23 to 24 chicks, most of which hatched at the beginning of February.

This Laysan Albatross’s wings were fluffed up to as his/her chick was protected below.  Cathy explained that without a DNA test it is impossible to determine a female from a male.

Most survived, some did not. To see an adult albatross sitting on what is an egg that won’t hatch, in essence, a stillborn, was heartbreaking. And yet, patiently they sit, both male and female in hopes that magically a chick will appear. In time, they accept the loss and continue on in their lives, hoping for another season to come.

This albatross is sitting on an egg that will never hatch, either from lack of being fertilized or dying in the shell.  They will continue for a period of time to sit on the eggs in hopes of eventual hatching of a chick. This was sad to see.

As we walked the neighborhood where each year, year after year, they arrive to nest most meeting up with a lifelong mate and others who may drift from mate to mate, not unlike humans, who drift from partner to partner. It’s ironic how wildlife is so much like us, or perhaps, we are like them.

We couldn’t have enjoyed the time more on the tour yesterday with Cathy, Roger and for a time, Bob Waid, author of the beautiful Laysan Albatross book.

With each of the albatross banded over the years, Cathy can easily identify who is who. After 10 years of walking these streets every single day from November until June or July when the last chick, a fledgling, leaves the nest, she is comparable to a dedicated grandmother observing that each little life continues on independently. It’s dedication only a few of us have witnessed.

As shown, there’s a chick here nestled against its parent. The adults are beginning to realize they cannot sit on top of them much longer as the chicks grow.

As a volunteer for all of the Laysan Albatross in neighborhoods and golf courses in Princeville, she too, like others in her neighborhood has had the joy of albatross nesting in her own yard these past three years. 

To see them each day, a mom and dad taking turns sitting on the single egg, taking turns to fly out to sea to find food, returning to regurgitate it later to feed the chick, is truly a gift Cathy appreciates along with her daily commitment to all of the exquisite albatross throughout Princeville.

Some of the albatross nest in more private spots while others are content to be in the open, plainly visible to onlookers and Cathy’s careful and diligent perusal of their well being on a daily basis. They seem to recognize her as she approaches checking their band to determine who is who.

As a docent for the Los Angeles Zoo for over 26 years, Cathy’s vast knowledge is also parlayed into her work as a volunteer with the Kilauea Point National Wildlife Refuse.

Rather than repeat all of the wonderful information from Cathy’s well presented and rich in information website, we offer a link to her website here.

As shown in the fluffed up feathers, there’s a chick underneath this parent.

Along with us on the walk was neighbor Roger, a friend of Cathy’s who each day walks with her while he walks her aging dog who pays no attention to the albatross. Together with the three of them, Tom and I walked as she and Roger shared stories about the varying albatross families including heart-wrenching stories of mate swapping, infidelity, and abandonment again, not unlike human life of heartbreak and sorrow.

During our walk, we were joined by author Robert Waid who wrote the beautiful book Richard gave to us, The Majestic Albatross, Images of Kauai’s Beloved Seabird. All proceeds from the sale of the book and video are donated to help the albatross and other wildlife in Kauai. Visit Bob’s website here.

A chick was hidden beneath this parent.

And then, there were the happy stories of healthy chicks thriving under the protective wings of its parents who’s attentiveness and care never falters. With patient care the parents stay to ensure that when summer arrives the chick is mature enough to be left alone in the nest, knowing its time has come to venture out on its own to begin its life without family, in hopes of eventually finding its own mate years later.

From time to time, the parent arises to stretch its legs or head out for food for themselves and the chick while the other parent stays behind. If one of the parents is missing, the remaining parent will leave the chick to get food.

Perhaps, when that mate is found, they too will return to that neighborhood or golf course in Princeville, Kauai as Cathy has witnessed and verified through the banding, to begin the life cycle once again.

We are thankful to our friend Richard for connecting us with Bob, Cathy, and, for she and Roger taking the time to share the stories and insights into the lives of these amazing birds.

A parent lovingly tending to his/her chick.

Enjoy our photos and videos today and tomorrow. We’ll be back with more of each plus an interesting story of a celebrity who lived in the neighborhood and the naming of the chicks.

We observed the chick paying special attention to our approach, not frightened but curious. We stayed at quite a distance taking all of these photos with the use of zoom.

Happy Valentine’s Day to all of our family and friends. As for our readers, we include all of you as our friends, as you follow us in our travels each day. That requires “friendship” which we truly treasure today and always.

                                          Photos from one year ago today, February 14, 2014:

A year ago, we shared this single photo of a pie I’d made for Tom many moons ago for Valentine’s Day. It’s a butterscotch pie made from scratch using 12 eggs whites for the meringue. Making the custard-like filling was always tricky but somehow it held together and he loved it. I never took a bite, even long before I’d given up sugar, starches, and grains. For a poem I wrote for Tom one year ago today, please click here.

A walk across the road to a world of wonder…The beauty is inescapable…Need help in identifying Hawaiian flowers and pods….

As we approached this unusual plant we were reminded of sweet corn, which appears to be covered in a velvety cloth. It is called the Zamia Furfuracea, discovered for us by Albatross Lady, Cathy’s sister Cindy, who’s an expert on exotic plants and researched this for us. Thanks to both of them for helping us.

Yesterday, as we often do, we decided to go for an exploratory walk. For us, a walk is not as much about the exercise when we tend to meander. Stopping to investigate what peaks our interest preoccupies us rather than a concern with a therapeutic pace.

A close up of the interior pod of the above-unidentified plant. As much as we’d love to be able to find the names of all of these amazing plants, the online resources are limited to the more popular varieties. 

On every walk, the camera is firmly ensconced in my hand aimed and ready for the next possible shot. On Thursday, it was no different when we crossed Ka Haku Road to check out the condo complex across the street, Pali Ke Kau where we were determined to find the steep and treacherous path down the cliffs to the ocean.

An overlook to the sea from the ground of Pali Ke Kau across the road from our condo.

In Princeville, we’ve yet to find a beach with easy access when the entire area was built on the cliffs. For some, this may be a detriment, although for the residents and visitors it’s all a part of its exquisite beauty and charm.

This flower was our favorite of the day.

Reaching a sandy beach walking directly from road to sand only requires a short five-minute drive to Hanalei Bay to the north or Anini Beach to the south, each of which offers the finest white sand beaches only steps from readily available parking areas.

More pretty pods growing on Hawaiian plants.

As we made our way in between a few of the many buildings in Pali Ke Kau, we couldn’t resist walking close to the edges of the surrounding cliffs to appreciate the views available to the vacation home renters and homeowners who certainly appreciate the sounds of the surf by merely opening a window or a door.

The view over the cliffs is always breathtaking.

We had that divine pleasure during our six weeks on the Big Island when we had close proximity to the pounding surf outside the door of either of the two houses we rented that was next door to one another when our family visited for the holidays.

These appear to be Java Sparrows, particularly interested in sea cliff areas.

Thursday’s outing didn’t take us down the steep path to the beach this time as we planned. Instead, we were mesmerized by the sights and sounds as we walked along the oceanfront perimeter of the property.

This is the Plumbago Auriculata, referred to as Plumbago.

It is within this condo complex that we dined at Hideaways on our first night in Kauai, too tired after a day of travel and yet to return for a repeat meal. It was mediocre at best although a repeat might be worth it sometime in the future.

As we walked the jagged cliff’s edge, mindful of not getting too close, we spent the better part of an hour spotting one interesting sight after another discussing our finds along the way.

These three Red-Crested Cardinals, also known as Brazilian Cardinals in Hawaii are a popular bird in the Hawaiian Islands. Every day, they visit us on the railing of our lanai.

Of all the activities in which we partake, these walks are my favorite; Mother Nature at her finest and our undivided attention in idle chatter with one another over her bounty.

The pounding surf on the cliffs below as we walked along the edge, careful not to get dangerously close.

Whether it’s wildlife, the sea, the desert, the mountains or vegetation, we find it all intriguing. It’s no wonder we’re both like “fish out of water” when we wander aimlessly in big cities uninterested in buildings, shops, and dining establishments desperately attempting to identify a point of interest or object that appeals to our nature.

The height of this evergreen tree was unreal.  Notice Tom standing at the base of the tree to illustrate its size.

For our readers, we’re so sorry we have limited interest in big cities. Many find them fascinating and charming.  After our two weeks each in Paris and London, we confirmed that we’d truly had our fill of big city tourism; the crowds, the pushing and shoving, and the long lines.

A trap was set in a garden to capture a creature.  I can only hope they let whatever it is, go in a wild area once captured.

Before we know it, we’ll be in Sydney, Australia, one of many times we’ll spend short periods in that beautiful city.  On our first occasion, upcoming on June 11th after an 18-day cruise from Honolulu on May 24th, we’ll only be in Sydney a short time at the airport on our way to Cairns. 

At times, the base of palm trees and bushes turn bright red as in this case.

Months later, as we traverse the South Pacific traveling on more cruises, we’ll end up in Sydney overnight a few times. It is during those times, we’ll share some of the sites with our readers. We can’t totally avoid big cities and when we can’t we’ll certainly take advantage of embarking on a bit of sightseeing.

Spiny branches extend from this evergreen tree.

For now, Kauai is “where it’s at” or as Tom reminds me when I’m dreaming of future locations, “love the one you’re with.” And love the one we’re with as we’d done on our walk across the road to a wonderland of beauty we happily share with you today.

We’d never seen lilies in these colors. Beautiful.
Incorporating gorgeous flowers into landscaping makes so many areas a pleasure to behold.

Friday the 13th is like any other day.  Luck, good or otherwise, is a random quirk of life affecting us only when our hearts and circumstances are ripe.  Let good luck shine on you today and always. As we call it, “safari luck.” Gee, I can’t wait to see the kangaroos. Tom hollering in the background, “Love the one you’re with!”

                                             Photo from one year ago today, February 13, 2014:

It rained so hard in Marloth Park that we had no choice but to spend the day in the upper-level veranda where it was dry. Suffering from spider bites and itching like crazy the cooler air from the rain was comforting. For more details from that date, please click here.

A busy day…A trip to Kapaa and an evening with friends…Local pub, Tiki Iniki Tiki Bar…

The Kauai Path was a lot longer than it appeared when we first started walking. My walking shoes “broke” with new shoes arriving in a package from our mailing service soon. In the interim, shorter walks are necessary.

Yesterday was another busy day. We don’t head out on any explorations or planned activities each day until after we’ve uploaded the day’s post. Once it’s uploaded, Tom proofreads it while I make the necessary corrections he often brings to my attention.

At the beginning of the Kauai Path in Kapaa, there were restrooms and covered shelters for those preferring to stay out of the sun.

Once completed, Tom copies and pastes the content to his blind brother Jerry in Minnesota, after removing all of the photos but, leaving the photo captions intact, enabling Jerry to have an idea of what we’ve seen as he listens to his talking computer. It means so much to him, and to us, to be able to share our stories with him.

The tide was high and on its way out when we walked the path as shown by the water in these rocks.

Usually by 10:30 or 11:00 am, we’re ready to take off to the Makai Golf Club to lounge by the pool and or my high-intensity interval training (HIIT) workout after which I join Tom at the pool for a bit of time in the sun and idle chatter with other members. 

The paved Kauai Path in Kapaa was close enough to the ocean to allow for ocean photos.

Usually, I wear my swimsuit and yoga pants on workout days, making it easy to slip them off before crawling onto my lounge chair. On a few occasions, I’d brought along my swimsuit to change into after the workout, but had a dreadful time pulling it up when sweaty. 

On the opposite side of the paved path was an area being excavated for homes to be built.

I’ve learned my lesson and now shower (required before entering the pool) while wearing my swimsuit, rinsing off from the workout. By then, it’s already my second shower of the day with a third awaiting when we return home later.

After a pleasurable chat by the pool with Richard and Larry (a pool regular), we headed out to check out the popular tourist town of Kapaa, known for its convenient shopping for both tourists and locals with its Safeway market and numerous small shops located in a strip mall.

It was a mostly clear day making the walk especially pleasurable.

Another feature of Kapaa that has piqued our curiosity is the Kauai Path, a several mile long paved walkway that borders along the ocean a few miles from the town of Kapaa. 

As we passed this area, we heard many chickens and rooster clucking and crowing.

Easily finding a parking spot at the beach, we headed out onto the path walking for no less than an hour, never quite reaching the end. We stopped several times along the way for photos. With our upcoming planned happy hour get-together, it was necessary to cut it short. We still needed time for a stop at the Safeway for a few items I hadn’t been able to find at the Foodland store in Princeville.

I was pleasantly surprised to find all the items that I’ve needed this past month, necessary for baking a few grain-free, starch-free, and sugar-free scones and muffins that make this way of eating easier for Tom. He’s lost five pounds this first four weeks, even with a number of “splurges” along the way. 

Parts of the beach were overgrown with brush and covered with lava rock, although not nearly as much as we’d experienced on the Big Island.

Gaining weight is not an option for either of us when we have such limited clothing, all of which are the sizes we easily fit into 28 months ago. By Tom losing another 10 pounds all of his clothing will feel comfortable once again. Of course, there’s the health aspect. But, I won’t start on that now.

By 3:30 pm, we returned home from Kapaa, showered and dressed for the upcoming happy hour at 5:00 pm with new friends at the local pub, Tikiniki, owned by songwriter, record producer, and guitar player Todd Rundgren and his wife, Michele. 

My grilled steak with green was tasty but the portion was much smaller than it appears in this photo. That little cup in the upper right is about one tablespoon of mashed avocado. For an additional $2, I ordered a half of a sliced avocado on the side.

Our new friends, Cathi and Rick had invited us along with their friend Jane for happy hour and Pupu’s (appetizers) at the popular local spot after having met Cathi and Rick at last week’s “Full Moon Party” (to which we’ve been invited for each of our remaining three months in Kauai).

Last night, Todd Rundgren’s wife Michele, of considerable flair and charm, seated us. At the time we had no idea who owned the trendy establishment. Our new friends explained that the well-known couple were our hosts at Tiki Iniki Tiki Bar. Rick, a lifelong guitar player, and musician has worked with many well-known performers worldwide.

Tom’s cheese-covered beef and spam burger (bun top is on the left) and fries, hit the spot for him.

Four years ago, Cathi and Rick had been to Kruger National Park and on safari in Sabi Sands while in South Africa. They are returning again in June for another memorable safari experience. We couldn’t resist sharing stories of our African adventures along with our mutual passion for wildlife.

They were the first couple outside of Africa that we’ve met that have had similar safari experiences in South Africa.  The conversation was filled with both heartwarming and adventuresome stories. Jane is joining them in June and she was excited as she anticipates the adventures yet to come.

Both Cathi and Jane ordered this pizza type flatbread.

We ordered beverages and eventually a meal with few options for me. I drank plain iced tea and ordered a small steak salad and a side of sliced avocado. Returning home, hours later, I was still hungry, snacking on appropriate items we luckily had on hand; nuts, cheese, and a few squares of my homemade low carb fudge.

Rick ordered the spareribs which Tom will order next time.

Tom had a good burger and fries, his favorite item to order in casual dining establishments. We both agreed we’ll gladly return should the opportunity arise for yet another happy hour with a light meal in the months to come. As they say in Princeville, the food here is good but not great, although the service and ambiance are usually excellent as was the case last night.

We still had our Safeway rewards card we’d acquired in Maui saving us over $7 on $27 of odds and ends.

Having worked out strenuously and walking for an hour had little effect on my ability to sleep through the night last night. As is often the case for seniors, we both have difficulty getting what feels like enough sleep each night, awakening several times during the night. 

In Africa, we’d only observed a few male animals tending to their young along with the mom. However, in Kauai with its enormous population of chickens, we’ve repeatedly noticed roosters hanging out with the hens and her chicks, intending to ensure their safety. At times, we’ve seen multiple hens with chicks that he may be responsible for fathering. Apparently, not monogamous he’s still a good dad.

How active we’ve been during the day seems to have little, if any, bearing on how much sleep we actually get on any given night. I suppose it’s the nature of the beast (no pun intended).

The rooster and hen kept a watchful eye on their chicks in the Safeway parking lot. A few birds have also gathered when a store employee had tossed them some bread crumbs during her break.

For today, we’ll stay in Princeville. The dense cloud cover discourages any attempt to visit the pool but, a walk in the area may be on the agenda. Also, now that I have the necessary ingredients, I just may do a little baking after our walk.

Simple days are also to be treasured. 

                                            Photo from one year ago today, February 12, 2014:

When we’d moved to the African Reunion House we were concerned that visitors wouldn’t come. It took a few days but they finally began to arrive. It seemed they were attracted to the grounds at occupied houses, hoping for a pellet or two. For details from that day, please click here.

Busy days…Some costs for life on this exquisite island…An open house with a view!…

Yesterday we visited an open house for which we’ve included several photos today. This is this fabulous view from the lanai of the house of Hanalei Bay.

Yesterday, when we visited an open house in Princeville, we were reminded of how expensive living in the Hawaiian Islands can be. Sure, we’ve wondered what it would be like to live in Kauai permanently. Almost every visitor may ask themselves the same question. Who wouldn’t want to live in paradise permanently?

As we’ve described many times in our posts, we have no interest in settling down now or in the near future, not even on this glorious island. But, as many tourists consider their options for the possibility of living in Kauai they must also consider the high cost of living in the Hawaiian Islands.

The view of the yard and pool of the open house we visited yesterday.

Today, we’ll share a few costs with you and will continue to do so as we continue during our extended stay with 101 days remaining until departure. It’s hard to believe that by this Sunday, we’ll have been here an entire month. 

Luckily, long ago we’d paid our entire rent for the four months in this wonderful condo which we couldn’t be more thrilled to have pinned down for this extended period. Although small, with only four rooms, we’re content with the space that works well for the short term for the two of us. 

In each direction, the view keeps on giving.

In reality, this is all the space we’d ever need, except, and I stress “except,” if this was a year-round permanent home. We’d eventually feel cramped. But, for many living on fixed incomes, a small space is all that is affordable and, the price one pays to live in paradise. 

With the rent paid in full, our only other expenses are the rental car, fuel, groceries, and entertainment (including dining out). With the rental car under $700 a month, fuel under $75, groceries to be determined, an occasional tour, and dining out, we expected we’d be spending an additional $2500 a month at most for the four months (excluding rent already paid).

The living room is long and somewhat narrow.

Little did we anticipate we’d spend so much on groceries keeping in mind that we eat only one major meal a day plus Tom’s occasional breakfast to hold him over. 

With my way of eating, I rarely feel hungry during the day and I’m not one to eat when not hungry. The human body is masterful at informing us when we need food. I pay careful attention to those signals responding accordingly when necessary. 

Most often, houses sold in Princeville include furnishings. In this case, the house was relatively empty.

As a result, one would think our grocery bill would be considerably less than others who may prepare something to eat three or four times a day. However, the difference for us is the higher cost of grass-fed meat, free-range organic chicken and eggs, mostly organic vegetables and cheeses. 

We’ve already spent $1927 for groceries in the first month (including non-edible groceries) and $212 for dining out, adding more to that total tonight when we’re meeting more new friends at a local dining establishment.  The total thus far is $2139, which is high for two.

Den or dining room.  Tom’s shoulder in the photo.

Sure, included in that total is enough toilet paper, paper towels, zip lock bags, and laundry soap to last us the entire four months (due to an initial Costco run). 

View from the large lanai on the second floor.

At this rate, we anticipate we’ll spend close to $8000 for our entire period in Kauai which is $2000 over our budget of $6000. What was I thinking to anticipate only $1500 a month for groceries and dining out?

The en suite master bath.

You may ask why I don’t simply take four times what we’ve spent thus far to estimate the grand total? The reason; our first grocery trip in any new location requires an additional expenditure to stock up on the basics including the above-mentioned paper products and other household supplies. Once, those are purchased the monthly expenditure is reduced accordingly.

Bedroom on the second floor.

At the new estimate of $8000, we anticipate spending $1954 each of the three remaining months in Kauai. Of course, this includes dining out once every other week. We can’t do so more often, a): It’s not worth it with my way of eating and b): It’s not worth it.

Second bath.  Oh, you can see me in the mirror!

For the average retiree, this type of expenditure on groceries isn’t practical or affordable. Although, there’s no question that the way we eat is more costly with my requirement of grass-fed meat and organic foods, increasing the cost by as much as 30%.

Most homes in Kauai use little air conditioning with the trade winds providing considerable comfort. Another bedroom on the upper level.

Then again, many vacation destinations aren’t practical for year-round living and beautiful Hawaii is no exception unless one can readily afford the higher cost of living. 

The kitchen hadn’t been renovated in many years as indicated with the ceramic tiled countertops, common in the 1980s.

This is not intended to discourage those who long to live in this “heaven on earth.” With the proper funds, careful planning, and some good luck, many have found a way to make it work for them for the long haul.  Many spend less on food and dining out. As for housing, that becomes the bigger challenge.

Here again, views of the dated kitchen. The space was acceptable for remodeling.

Yesterday, when we visited this shown open house offered by a lovely agent, Jacque Shockley at Ocean Front Realty we particularly enjoyed the views. Today, we’ve included the photos as we toured from room to room.  Undoubtedly, it’s a “fixer-upper” needing a considerable amount of renovation. The detailed listing information can be found here.

The pool, although not huge, appeared to be in good condition but, it too may require renovation as does the remainder of the house.

The price at $2,495,000 was surprising but, we have limited knowledge of prices as yet having seen only a few open houses. But, the view made this situation ideal for the only one buyer it takes to make a sale. Surely, at some point, it will sell when that right buyer makes the right offer to satisfy the seller.

One last shot of the view of Hanalei Bay before we exited the open house.  Several other couples stopped by to look while we were there.

As we say, the cost of living in Kauai, as well as on the other Hawaiian Islands is higher than most of us can afford for the long haul. However, in the interim in our remaining time here in Princeville we’re enjoying every moment; the views, our cozy condo, a bit of wildlife, the quality food we’re able to buy and attempt to afford, and of course, the friendly people we meet everywhere we go. That, above all, is the greatest treasure.

We continue on…

                                            Photo from one year ago today, February 11, 2014:

The table was set at the African Reunion house for a company breakfast we’d planned. We loved being in the third of the three houses in which we lived while in South Africa, all within the same area of Marloth Park. For details from that date, please click here.

Albatross chicks at last…What a joy to behold…A big spider from one year ago…

It was only a few days ago we’d driven by this nesting site, not seeing any chicks. And yet, yesterday, we returned again to see this adorable chick safely under the shelter of her/his parent.

By no means are we experts on birds or the Albatross. In our world travels, we glean tidbits of information sharing those morsels as we move from country to country.

Often learning the finite details of a species takes more time than we may have in any given locale. Also, our diverse readership worldwide has varying tastes and interests.

As we drove by slowly we thought we spotted a fuzzy chick at the parent’s feet. Patiently waiting, we finally were able to take a few photos.

As a result, we share that which we discover along the way, less from an esoteric perspective or any degree of expertise than that of the simple love of wildlife. We are true “Jack of all trades and master of none.” That’s us.

In time, we may consider ourselves masters of travel in general. But, we still have a long way to go. Mastering the many aspects of life we encounter along the way, much of which remains a mystery to us is not from a lack of a desire to learn. In reality, our lives consist of myriad interests and pastimes that ultimately appeal to us and fall within our time frame. That’s the magic of the freedom we’ve chosen for our lives. 

It wasn’t easy getting a good photo of the chick when it was busy preening itself almost continuously. How quickly they learn to manicure their beautiful array of feathers.

One could truly spend a lifetime studying a single species and some do with a passion few of us possess. We commend those amateur aficionados and or scientists for their dedication. For us, we look at wildlife with childlike wonder for the curiosity and feeling we derive in their presence. 

This, dear readers, is what we share with you each day, not expertise, not vast knowledge, all in a hope to pique the interest in our readers to perhaps inspire them to seek more knowledge on their own or to simply sit back in their armchair or at their kitchen table traveling along with us in spirit.

Possibly, a mom and dad, awaiting the special day. Or, possibly there’s already a chick nestled under the fluffed up feathers on the Albatross on the left.

And, in our wonder, we continue to share the magic of that which not only crosses our path in happenstance but that which we pursue with joy in our hearts.

Yesterday, afternoon such a situation transpired when we drove back to the neighborhood where our friend Richard had gifted us with a tour and the joy of seeing the annual occurrence of the majestic Albatross nesting in the yards of his neighbors, particularly those closest to the sea. And there they were, two weeks later, closer to that time that any hatchling may be visible, hoping somehow we’d see even one.

This “nester” was busily clacking its beak at whatever had garnered its interest. It wasn’t us since we were at quite a distance during this shot.

And see one, we did, only one, inspiring us to return again and again in the future in hopes of seeing more.  Keeping our distance by staying in the car, we managed to get these few, albeit imperfect photos as evidence that a hatchling was nuzzled closely to its parent, whether male or female, while the other had most likely headed out to sea to return in due time with the next meal.

How fortunate, these homeowners, that at any moment they can meander their yards and neighborhood to behold this blissful sight, life in the making. For us, it’s not unlike the similarly exquisite pleasure we beheld in the bush of Marloth Park when the visitors came to call with their young in tow; a newborn zebra, a giraffe on wobbly legs, or even a mongoose closely trailing behind its somewhat jittery parent. 

In the late afternoon, on our way to visit new friends in the neighborhood, we stopped one more time to see if we could get a better photo of the chick. It’s evident that based on the wing placement of this mom (or dad) that the chick was safely ensconced beneath her feathers. 

The joy of life.  It inspires us. Whether it’s a hen and her chicks of which there are many here in Kauai or a budding flower in bloom, it’s all worthy of deriving pleasure and sharing it with our readers each day.

And each of our readers can pick and choose that which appeals to their liking and their personal interests. It is from this open heart of sharing that we present today’s post and every day’s post. For this, we thank each and every one of our readers for stopping by to see what’s on the agenda for the day.

The oceanfront neighborhood attracts the nesting of the Albatross each year.

Terrific Tuesday! Have it. We will along with you.

                                         Photo from one year ago today, February 10, 2014:

It was one year ago today, that Louise and Danie moved us to yet another fabulous house in Marloth Park, aptly named “African Reunion” when the owner has another home on Reunion Island.  This Golden Orb spider was hanging out in the carport enabling us to take this photo. For details of this date and our new residence, please click here.

Our location…Google Maps…Commenting on our posts…The making new friends continues…

This is where we are located in Princeville, located on Ka Haku Road, the road closest to the ocean in the group of condos shown on the south side of the road in the center of this map.

With all the whackos out there in the world, a few of which send us a comment from time to time that we don’t bother to post, we don’t list our exact address. One can never be too safe. There is no place in the world that is 100% free of danger.

The albatross continues to thrive in the neighborhood.
This albatross is sitting on an egg.  Both the male and female sit on the nest, the other heading out to sea for food.

As for comments on our posts in general, we absolutely love receiving them. The way it works is simple:
1.  At the end of each day’s post, there’s a place to comment by clicking on what looks like a pencil, a universal symbol used on the web for comments.
2.  Once selected, the reader is asked to identify themselves. If one chooses to be “anonymous,” they can choose to do so. We respond whether you name yourself or choose anonymously.
3.  At the end of your comment in the box provided you can hit save or upload.
4.  Within minutes, I receive your comment in my email inbox to review before posting. Once I read the comment, I can choose to post it or not.

Look at this face!  The eyes are intriguing.

We post almost every comment we receive. The only ones we choose to delete or report as spam are those of an inappropriate nature of one sort or another.

On occasion, we’ve received a comment that is bashing our lifestyle. We don’t feel we need to respond or post to such comments. Why give haters the opportunity to have an arena to express their views? This site is not intended as a political arena or a place to express hatred for the chosen lives of others, whatever that may be.

Many gorgeous homes line the golf course.

However, 99% of the comments we receive, we post exactly as written, always responding within 24 hours or less, except perhaps on our extra long travel days.

An empty lot in the neighborhood.  What a view!

Hearing from our readers means so much to us. We’ve made many wonderful friends from communicating via comments and later by email as relationships nurture and grow. At times, our readers prefer to communicate by email and if done so, we do not post the email, keeping the communication between us and the reader.

Another lovely home in the neighborhood of the albatross.

On occasion, one of our readers wants more information on my way of eating and how it improved mine and Tom’s health (when he’s up to following it). They choose to express this privately rather than in a public forum.  We always respect the reader’s privacy by keeping the discussion confidential.

Banyon tree in the neighborhood.

However, when readers choose to share a personal story, questions, or comments on our site, we are thrilled to post it, knowing that we and our readers may benefit from their experiences.

After all, a huge part of our joy in sharing these personal details of our daily lives is derived from the possibility that others may derive enjoyment, the fulfillment of curiosity, or a tidbit of knowledge from our crazy life on the move.

This hanging item is actually a rain chain as opposed to the downspout. Thanks to our reader, Annie for commenting and educating us as to what this is.

Let’s face it, this life we live is not for everyone. In actuality, we’ve yet to meet a couple who does it like us.  Surely, someday we will. We have no doubt that others very similar to us are out there. Wouldn’t we love to share stories with them!

The golf course side of a beautiful house.

Today, we’re heading to the pool for my workout and then an hour of sun before a predicted storm rolls in with high winds and rain. At 5:30, we’re heading to the home of new friends we made at last week’s “Full Moon Party.”

Another empty lot awaiting a new house to be built.

Ken and Barb (not Barbie, she graciously reminded us) live close to our friends Elaine and Richard. And again this Wednesday, we’re meeting up with more new friends from the party for happy hour at a local establishment. What a wonderfully busy week! We’re always so grateful to make new friends.

Another Monday. It remains to be an odd feeling each Monday when I don’t have to go to work. It makes me wonder if, in time, this feeling will dissipate and Monday will simply be Monday. 

Many gated communities have fountains.

After 45 years of hard work, as most of us retirees have accomplished in one way or another, at times, we struggle with this major change in our lives, however welcome retirement may be.

For us, having a purpose whatever that may be, makes retirement simply another chapter in our lives to cherish, to enjoy, and most of all to share with others.

Happy Monday. Happy life.

                                            Photo from one year ago today, February 9, 2014:

It was a year ago today that we visited friends Linda and Ken at their home in Marloth Park. Ken was excited to show us this shed snakeskin from the horrifying Black Mamba, one of the most dangerous snakes in the world. He found this skin in the second story veranda of their home. It made our skin crawl thinking how close they came to this dreaded beast. For details on this date, please click here.