Thursday, December 27, 2007

Retraction

I may have recently posted inaccurate information. Jerri's nephew claimed to have built the beer tree, but now I don't believe him. He emailed Jerri this week to complain about other people's drunkenness at a Christmas party. An interesting position from a beer tree builder, don't you think? I Googled "beer tree", and discovered the photo is all over the internet. Plus, the vegetation doesn't look like Texas, where Jerri's nephew lives. I should have checked my facts before printing the picture. It's a beautiful tree, though, isn't it?

Tuesday, December 25, 2007



More Caving
Chris and I went back to the area north and mauka of the airport to look for more caves. His map shows a long one out there, but we haven't found the entrance yet. We did find a few short caves and neat places to poke around in. One went about a 1/4 mile (see picture with Chris standing in the exit) Another cave had a Willy Wonka chocolate ceiling.


Tuesday, December 18, 2007


Hoppy Holidays

Jerri's nephew decided to spread some Christmas cheer by creating this Christmas beer tree. I'll bet it's beautiful all light up at night. We don't know how many hours it took him to stack the Grolsch bottles or how many weekends it took to empty the bottles. It's a good thing he lives in Texas where they're not prone to earthquakes.

Beside the Still Water


(GAME! Name that Psalm:10 points to the first person who knows which Psalm contains the title of this blog post.)


We hiked out to this queen's bath near Waikoloa. The water was calm, cool and refreshing.

Saturday, December 01, 2007



Plane Wreck!
Chris and I drove around the back side of Mauna Kea last weekend and hiked to a plane wreck. He has been eyeing the site for years and even had it marked on his GPS so he could one day go find it. We were expecting a Cessna, but it turned out to be a small jet. Chris was amazed at the number of complex mechanical parts strewn across the mountain. The engine was the farthest piece from the plane, it flew about 100 yards past the body of the aircraft. It makes me wonder what caused the plane to crash, where was it headed, and who were the people who met their maker unexpectedly that day on Mauna Kea?