Author: Marie Stuart

There was a small group this time, only 6 kayakers, but it was a fun group! Stan was the lead, while Sandy, Katherine, Debbie, and I followed, and Bill was the sweep. After a short, invigorating, half mile paddle we reached the island. It was a bit rough, for me, with the winds and waves…

The moon was full, the water was dark. A perfect time for the paddle to start! Terry gave a shout; I gave a cheer! 11 hopeful kayakers gathered near.

I traveled back in time to when the native Hawaiians lived here centuries ago, growing taro and ʻuala (sweet potato). I could picture them fishing for oʻopu in the stream and bay, as well as in the surrounding fishponds. I could envision the taro terraces, stone walls and ancient footpaths that still mark the landscape…