Chris, Christoph and I camped on the beach at Kiholo Bay a few weeks ago, and my parents joined us for part of the evening by the campfire. We ate s'mores, had good company and burned a bunch of scrap lumber that was piling up in the back yard. Later in the evening, the stars were incredible and it was so peaceful to lay in the tent and listen to the waves. I have to say I am impressed by the changes the state has implemented at Kiholo - limiting the number of campers and keeping trucks off the beach. It's not remote camping by any means, but it's such a better experience than it was before when hundreds of people were bootleg camping and trashing the place.
We pulled a hand of bananas down the other day. I'll bet it weight 60 pounds.