Wednesday afternoon Scott and I decided to explore the beach below us even though the resort had put up signs telling us to proceed at our own risk. It was a steep decline, and it reminded me of everyone saying the coming down from LeConte was the most difficult. My calves are still sore. Wimp! It was well worth it because we saw another extensive crescent beach where a river entered (very common). The part I liked best was the schools of baby fish that got bigger as we proceeded and especially the groups of tadpoles, reminding me of my childhood and wishing I had an empty mayonnaise jar. Then what would I do?Last night we went into Hanalei where we ate a nice dinner on the porch of an old school and did a little shopping. Two different shop keepers told Scott of the rich and famous that had been there recently, not knowing he was the least interested person they could tell. He didn't even know who the first person was but at least recognized the name Lisa Marie Presley.
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