On Wednesday the nineteenth I took out a corporate tour with some people from Peak Performance, one of the fastest growing companies in the world. They brought their top sales people to Hawaii to celebrate their piles of money and a few of them happened to come to Kohala Zipline. Unlike a normal corporate tour these people were fun. They were having a great time and thoroughly enjoying Rogue and I as their guides. At the end of the tour they are not allowed to tip as regular participants seeing as how their whole trip is paid in full. So I got something else instead. Tricia, one of the participants from San Francisco told me to come to the Fairmont Orchid on Friday night for a private concert. No one was supposed to know who was playing so there were only a few guesses to fill me in. Friday after my tours I realized that I had the following morning off and as it was raining in kKhala there wasn't much happening. So I found a dime on the floor flipped it and it told me to go try my luck at the party. I cruised my motorcycle down the coast to the Mauna Lani where the Fairmont is quietly located down a dark tunnel of trees. I changed clothes in the parking lot into my best casual million dollar businessman attire and strolled inside. After scoping out the scene I walked into the party as if I had a purpose, straight up to the line at the full service open bar and surveyed the action comfortably standing in the crowd. I was amazed at the production. A full fire troop for hours, several bars, sushi, desserts, five different ethnic buffets, fire balls leaping out of the top of iron statues, and six hundred people from around the world. I felt out of place for a moment but when I had a beer and a plate of sushi I blended right in. I started out by sitting down in front of the hippies doing the fire show, a troop from Puna I met at the petting zoo party only a month ago. I started talking to some of the people around me and before too long started seeing familiar faces. I hung out with the couple who invited me after the zipline tour for most of the night, and before the whole party was over had seen seven of the eight participants. Adam, Tricia, and I got good standing room near the stage and after a brief awards ceremony for the top grossing salesmen, we were all casually introduced to Eddie Vedder. Although Pearl Jam is not my favorite ninety's band Eddie's solo show was a nice mix from his ukulele album, Into the wild and some covers nobody would expect. It was a good show, and one of the biggest productions I have seen in a while.
After the concert there was a dance party with a DJ, dancers, a giant projector, people in costumes, more food and drinks. I hung out with the entertainment because I noticed a few of the fire spinners and the people in costume and we danced the night away. Somewhere around 2 I made my way to the beach and woke up in the sunshine to ride back to rainy kohala.
Monday, March 31, 2014
Friday, March 21, 2014
Cannon G15
I did it. I bought a camera. I realized that I had some money from returning my Ipod to Radioshack and I had to spend the card before it expired. So I got a real camera, a cannon G15. I'm just figuring out how to use all the settings so only experimental pictures have been taken. I have been working so much that I haven't had the chance to do anything fun and document it. Someday soon I will have photos up here, and then it will be much easier for me to keep up on writing when I have photos to remind myself of the fun stuff I have been up to.
Saturday, March 8, 2014
surfing in the rain
Last night we had a gathering to congratulate the new zipline guides at work. We had pizza and beer and began the night, somewhere along the line Aaron made me a tequila drink and the night got a little hazy from there. Luckily I got the day off today because there was a storm and no one booked tours. Aaron and I decided last night to go surf today down the coast so we left dreary Kohala and went to Puako to catch some waves after a morning at market and some a few hours of nursing our hangovers. Weirdly it was raining on the west coast, where the annual precipitation is around three inches. We got in the water as the waves were dying out and everyone left. So we stayed in as long as we could and surfed great waves by ourselves. I caught some really nice small waves on Peter's long board but couldn't hang for very long because the residual PBR in my system was affecting my ability to have a good time. All in all it was worth it just to get in the water. The waves continue for the next few days so hopefully I will catch some more.My weekend continues tomorrow with some more beach time and hopefully a hike with Alyssa in the dry forest reserve. There is fruit on the agenda too. Star apples are going off right now. Hopefully I can score more bananas this weekend and keep the dehydrator running. I'm filling up my next few weekends with epic adventures so I need to buckle down the fruit storage this week.
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Surly ECR
I have made the next important purchase for my trip. One of three brand new Surly ECR's available from the factory has my name on it and should be heading my direction later this week. Knowing that I should have this bike for the rest of my life and the amount of miles I wish to cover motivated me to spend a large amount on the package deal. I have already decided that this bike has to carry me about three thousand miles this year to equal out to a dollar a mile. Although this sounds like a lot, it is an achievable goal. The mileage already planned for the summer should exceed that. Plus all the two mile rides to and from work will add up quickly.
Lucky for me, I have three months of work left before I go. I'm broke as a joke until my next pay day, but I got a fridge full of food and a full schedule of events planned that doesn't include a lot of expenses. There isn't much now in between me and my planned rides on the island. Just 3000 miles of ocean, UPS, a box, and putting the beast together. That reminds me; a steed of this caliber needs a name. Something burly, moseying, and slick. Please send name suggestions written boldly on a twenty dollar bill to:
Jeramiah
General delivery
Kapaau, HI 96755
A democratic poll will be conducted by a team of experts decide it's title. The new name will be permanently inscribed onto the frame along with my own and the bill will be stashed inside the bike frame in case of emergency. If your name is chosen a thank you card will be posted to your return address along with a care package full of goodies for me to retrieve if you are along my journey.
Lucky for me, I have three months of work left before I go. I'm broke as a joke until my next pay day, but I got a fridge full of food and a full schedule of events planned that doesn't include a lot of expenses. There isn't much now in between me and my planned rides on the island. Just 3000 miles of ocean, UPS, a box, and putting the beast together. That reminds me; a steed of this caliber needs a name. Something burly, moseying, and slick. Please send name suggestions written boldly on a twenty dollar bill to:
Jeramiah
General delivery
Kapaau, HI 96755
A democratic poll will be conducted by a team of experts decide it's title. The new name will be permanently inscribed onto the frame along with my own and the bill will be stashed inside the bike frame in case of emergency. If your name is chosen a thank you card will be posted to your return address along with a care package full of goodies for me to retrieve if you are along my journey.
First care package
After a month of having a dehydrator and a blender I needed to send off my first package. It ended up being about ten pounds of dry food and that should last me a few weeks on the road. I have been eating dry bananas all day every day knowing that if I didn't get rid of them there would be no motivation to make more. So this weekend I'm going up to the farm for another rack to keep up the process. Here is what I could fit so far. From top to bottom. Dried apple bananas, various fruit leather rolls, dried silk bananas, dried cuban red bananas, herbal tea, golden reshi, mug wart, dried shredded turmeric, dried coconut, and I remember some raw turmeric was in there too. All packed into one flat rate box and sent to Mom. Dig in. Let me know who would like to be the next recipient.
Friday, February 28, 2014
The last week has been non stop excitement. I have been running myself sick for the sake of enjoyment. The fever slowed me down a little over the last two days but I was moving too fast to notice it until today. Luckily the fever broke somewhere in between finalizing my taxes, shaving my head, and swimming out to a manta ray.
About a week ago on Saturday, I ended work with just enough time to cruise to Kawaihai to the Breakwall surf spot. I met up with Tyler, Rogue, Aaron, Kalani, and Peter. Thanks to Peter we all got to ride long boards and caught some great waves. I was Stoked. The next morning Aaron and I went to Puako and got some more good waves, but it was Sunday and there were about twenty people in church at the small break. We worshiped the hydrodynamics of the most high with the rest, but they were a close group and it was hard to catch a wave with everyone else going for the glory. It was a great way to start the week.
That afternoon I went down to Pololu valley with Makai on the motorcycle for Shell's birthday. It was the same day as Ranger's birthday and for a gift I was supposed to connect with three random people, I was considering all the missed encounters during the day when two people approached me on the beach. They wanted to trade liliquoi (passionfruit), I traded some dried bananas that I had made and they mentioned they were out of coconuts. Immediately we were off on an adventure to find some nuts. From there it was easy, I connected with most of the campers that night; sharing stories, snacks, and knowledge. I stayed up late into the night talking about crazy topics, and went to bed with the stars shining bright enough to squint my eyes.
It rained early the next morning so we traded our black sand beach for a sunnier, white sand variety. Nakoa, Kawika, Keoni, and I surfed at 67's and then I opted out of the bigger waves at 69 point for some fun with all the beautiful ladies that happened to show up. We played in the sand until after sunset, and then met up at my house for a movie and popcorn to finish the night off.
Work the next day was long but easy. I hung out with the manager Dave, and Jason Lindsey owner of Monkeypod designs. He builds treehouses and will be featured on the DIY channel some time in the near future. We had a good day of figuring out what needed to be done, but not a lot of action until it started raining.That night was Onyx's birthday so I rode to their new house and hung out for a few hours. I gifted her some liliquoi mead from October. We sang and danced and all were merry.
The next two days were long days of consuming first aid information. David Kikau hosted a Wilderness and remote first aid course for Kohala Zipline. It was a lot of information but the final tests were a piece of cake. For the final scenario I had a broken femur, two broken radii in both arms, a massive head wound, and a possible spinal injury. Ezra lowered my broken body a hundred feet via rope to the bottom of the forest floor where I was cared for and carried out of the gulch by four coworkers.Everyone there gained a new idea of how an actual rescue would work out and have a new drive to clear space through the jungle to make for easier exits.
Wednesday night there was a concert by Yusopha Sidabe from Senegal West Africa. He is a Grammy nominated Kora player who sings, chants, and shares a good message. Everyone should look him up and support him on his journey. My friends and family of lost children laid in a pile listening to the dreamy African harp and watching the stars.
Thursday was Aaron's birthday. I gifted him a safe ride home from the bars in Kawaihai. We cruised the harbor around sunset, Seafood bar for pupus and to gather the troops, and Blue Dragon for some great music and a lot of moonshine cocktails from which I did not partake. We closed the place down and went back to the harbor to laugh loudly and bullshit where it was allowed and accepted.
Today I went to work and felt like there was a bubble around my head. I was in a haze of allergies and fever and couldn't wait to get out of there. Unfortunately I had to play manager while Dave and Jason went to Kona, so I stayed there until I was no longer needed and split. I got home and something came over me. It could have been the lack of hot showers for the past month, my constantly sandy itchy scalp, my new found ukus(most likely), or something else. I was over it. As soon as I got home, without thinking about it too much, grabbed the buzzer and shaved my head. I tried to keep it as long as possible but the risers kept getting stuck. After a minute or two of trying all my hair was in the sink. I felt naked but cleaner, like when you strip down after working in a field all day and jump in a pond to clean off. I needed the water. I loaded the dog and my dismembered dreds into my backpack and headed to Kapa'a. Upon arrival I was greeted by a group of friends who all turned in amazement at the sight of my new found ears. When I climbed out of the Pacific, I had to turn and jump back in because of the manta ray only a couple hundred feet away. We swam out to it but after a hundred yards with low visibility the chase was futile. I was close but not enough to see it under water. We took our time going back in and upon regathering a monk seal appeared. We did not want to jump in the water with such a big territorial mammal so we all just waited and watched the water to see if he would come closer. My friends left after realizing he wouldn't return, leaving me with my severed hair to offer unto the ocean and the heavens. After such a event as loosing two feet of hair, I feel it is best to spend this Friday at home, or find some sort of hat to cover my small naked head.
About a week ago on Saturday, I ended work with just enough time to cruise to Kawaihai to the Breakwall surf spot. I met up with Tyler, Rogue, Aaron, Kalani, and Peter. Thanks to Peter we all got to ride long boards and caught some great waves. I was Stoked. The next morning Aaron and I went to Puako and got some more good waves, but it was Sunday and there were about twenty people in church at the small break. We worshiped the hydrodynamics of the most high with the rest, but they were a close group and it was hard to catch a wave with everyone else going for the glory. It was a great way to start the week.
That afternoon I went down to Pololu valley with Makai on the motorcycle for Shell's birthday. It was the same day as Ranger's birthday and for a gift I was supposed to connect with three random people, I was considering all the missed encounters during the day when two people approached me on the beach. They wanted to trade liliquoi (passionfruit), I traded some dried bananas that I had made and they mentioned they were out of coconuts. Immediately we were off on an adventure to find some nuts. From there it was easy, I connected with most of the campers that night; sharing stories, snacks, and knowledge. I stayed up late into the night talking about crazy topics, and went to bed with the stars shining bright enough to squint my eyes.
It rained early the next morning so we traded our black sand beach for a sunnier, white sand variety. Nakoa, Kawika, Keoni, and I surfed at 67's and then I opted out of the bigger waves at 69 point for some fun with all the beautiful ladies that happened to show up. We played in the sand until after sunset, and then met up at my house for a movie and popcorn to finish the night off.
Work the next day was long but easy. I hung out with the manager Dave, and Jason Lindsey owner of Monkeypod designs. He builds treehouses and will be featured on the DIY channel some time in the near future. We had a good day of figuring out what needed to be done, but not a lot of action until it started raining.That night was Onyx's birthday so I rode to their new house and hung out for a few hours. I gifted her some liliquoi mead from October. We sang and danced and all were merry.
The next two days were long days of consuming first aid information. David Kikau hosted a Wilderness and remote first aid course for Kohala Zipline. It was a lot of information but the final tests were a piece of cake. For the final scenario I had a broken femur, two broken radii in both arms, a massive head wound, and a possible spinal injury. Ezra lowered my broken body a hundred feet via rope to the bottom of the forest floor where I was cared for and carried out of the gulch by four coworkers.Everyone there gained a new idea of how an actual rescue would work out and have a new drive to clear space through the jungle to make for easier exits.
Wednesday night there was a concert by Yusopha Sidabe from Senegal West Africa. He is a Grammy nominated Kora player who sings, chants, and shares a good message. Everyone should look him up and support him on his journey. My friends and family of lost children laid in a pile listening to the dreamy African harp and watching the stars.
Thursday was Aaron's birthday. I gifted him a safe ride home from the bars in Kawaihai. We cruised the harbor around sunset, Seafood bar for pupus and to gather the troops, and Blue Dragon for some great music and a lot of moonshine cocktails from which I did not partake. We closed the place down and went back to the harbor to laugh loudly and bullshit where it was allowed and accepted.
Today I went to work and felt like there was a bubble around my head. I was in a haze of allergies and fever and couldn't wait to get out of there. Unfortunately I had to play manager while Dave and Jason went to Kona, so I stayed there until I was no longer needed and split. I got home and something came over me. It could have been the lack of hot showers for the past month, my constantly sandy itchy scalp, my new found ukus(most likely), or something else. I was over it. As soon as I got home, without thinking about it too much, grabbed the buzzer and shaved my head. I tried to keep it as long as possible but the risers kept getting stuck. After a minute or two of trying all my hair was in the sink. I felt naked but cleaner, like when you strip down after working in a field all day and jump in a pond to clean off. I needed the water. I loaded the dog and my dismembered dreds into my backpack and headed to Kapa'a. Upon arrival I was greeted by a group of friends who all turned in amazement at the sight of my new found ears. When I climbed out of the Pacific, I had to turn and jump back in because of the manta ray only a couple hundred feet away. We swam out to it but after a hundred yards with low visibility the chase was futile. I was close but not enough to see it under water. We took our time going back in and upon regathering a monk seal appeared. We did not want to jump in the water with such a big territorial mammal so we all just waited and watched the water to see if he would come closer. My friends left after realizing he wouldn't return, leaving me with my severed hair to offer unto the ocean and the heavens. After such a event as loosing two feet of hair, I feel it is best to spend this Friday at home, or find some sort of hat to cover my small naked head. Monday, February 17, 2014
let me show you the ropes
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