Captain_Oblivious
DIS Dad #257, Galactic Salad Dodger
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Sure, we just hiked a mile in each direction uphill both ways, but theres no time for rest! We have to see the rest of the island and still get back in time to enjoy our last night at Aulani! Lets get a move on, people!
Lets pause for a moment here while you picture my pregnant wife giving me The Look.
Ok, now can we go?
We piled into the rental car and headed east toward the coast. We passed another mountain called Koko Head as we drove. I only bring this up because Koko Head was quickly adopted for this trip as a, um, term of endearment. As in, Hey Koko Head, stop taking flash pictures when Im driving through tunnels!
Our first stop was the Halona Blowhole. This is a spot where waves have eroded a tunnel through the lava rock on the coast, and as a result forms a spout that shoots water up high into the air when conditions are right. The waves werent too rough when we were there, but we were still able to see how it worked. Heres the site at rest. Keep your eye on the spot just down and right of center.
So yeah, not too active today. But not bad for a 5-minute stop.
Back in the car! Just another few minutes down the road, we turned the corner to start heading north along the east coast of the island. But right at the corner is Makapuu (bulging eye) State Wayside, with a nice scenic overlook. And no, I dont know why the Hawaiians called this place bulging eye, and Im not really sure I want to find out.
From the overlook, you can see Manana Island, which is more commonly referred to as Rabbit Island. This is because a) its shape resembles a rabbits head with the ears down, and b) a rancher introduced rabbits to Hawaii and raised them on this island. Because, hey, what the heck? This business plan worked so well it was no doubt the inspiration for all of the highly successful multi-million dollar rabbit farms across the U.S.
Anyway, the view was great. I just wish the blues in the ocean had turned out. Sometimes the pictures just dont do the colors justice.
The rugged mountains all along the coastline just make for one gorgeous view after another. In many places, the road runs right along the edge of the coast, literally just a couple of feet from the ocean.
After this stop, we had a bit of a drive to get past the coastal town of Kailua and the military base at Kaneohe. That base includes a stretch of beach known as Bellows Beach, which I remember from my youth as being a particularly sweet bodyboarding beach. Its also where my brother found a blue string on his board that actually turned out to be a Portuguese Man-o-War tentacle, but thats a different story.
We were headed to the Valley of the Temples, a cemetery and multicultural religious center, in order to see the Byodo-In Temple. Its a replica of a Buddhist temple in Japan, which we dont get to see every day and thought it would be worthwhile to check out. If you ever watched LOST, you might have seen this temple standing in for some of the scenes set in South Korea.
The entrance took us through a tunnel of palm trees. The Koolau range made for a sweet backdrop.
Wed read that it would cost us $15 to park and tour the temple, but they only charged us $9. I did not dispute this at the ticket window. We parked the car, walked across a footbridge, and found this:
As you might expect, I felt this was a great opportunity to teach our kids an appreciation for other cultures, including both their art and beliefs. And in that same vein, I also took the opportunity to point out the Vomiting Frog statue:
Dont worry, I promise we behaved inside the temple itself. We had to remove our shoes to walk inside the temple and see the shrine to Buddha there.
There were a couple of small pagodas and gardens nearby. There was also a giant Sacred Bell you could ring. According to the official website (and stuff written on the internet is never, ever wrong), ringing the bell spreads the eternal teachings of Buddha, purifies the mind, and brings you happiness, blessings, and a long life. And if thats the case, were going to live basically forever in eternal bliss, because when you give kids the chance to ring a giant bell, its not going to be rung only once. Buddha himself probably was getting ready to forsake his teachings on peace as my kids obnoxiously tried to ring it as many times as possible. We tried to cut them off before we turned the temple into the new site of The Gong Show.
Despite my familys best attempts to ruin it, the temple is a beautiful work of art in a stunning setting, and we felt it was definitely worth the stop.
It was getting on 10:00 a.m. or so and we were getting hungry, having had such an early breakfast and then immediately used a lot of energy on our hike. So we decided to get a snack. Continuing the theme of cultural exploration and education, we drove right across the street to a landmark culinary institution. We were in search of a gourmet delicacy that once was common, but had become increasingly rare and was now in danger of disappearing from the globe altogether, resigned to be just a shadowy memory of better, simpler times. We were looking for the Holy Grail of snack items
No, waitthats the Dole Whip. That comes later. We were in search of the Ark of the Covenant of snack items
The deep-fried apple pie. For years, of course, McDonalds always deep-fried their apple pies. Depending on your point-of-view, this could be another example of an evil corporation foisting terrible unhealthy snacks on an unsuspecting public. Or you might scratch your head wondering who would ever step inside a McDonalds expecting to eat something healthy in the first place. In any case, McDonalds eventually switched all of its pies in the U.S. to a slightly-less-unhealthy baked version.
Except in Hawaii. God bless them, Hawaii still deep-fries the pies. The result is a crispy, flaky crust of yumminess just like Momma used to make. If Momma ever worked the deep fryer at the Golden Arches, anyway.
Bellies and taste buds satisfied, we continued our drive north and enjoyed the beauty of the coast. We saw Mokolii Island, better known as Chinamans Hat. We also sadly drove past Uncle Bobos BBQ joint. I had wanted to eat lunch here because Im a sucker for a) BBQ, and b) places with goofy names like Uncle Bobos, but it was 10:30 a.m. and they werent open yet. We decided not to stick around and forged onward, figuring wed do lunch somewhere on the North Shore.
We rounded the bend at the north side of the island and began to head back west. We had one destination in mind here: Turtle Beach. This is supposed to be a great spot to see green sea turtles in the wild. Its a popular spot, though, and parking is limited on the road, so we werent sure how successful wed be. We drove along looking for a beach with dirt parking on the mountain side of the road. We finally found one that met the description, and sure enough, there were only a couple of makeshift parking spaces to be had. We squeezed in as best we could and crossed the road to the beach.
Even though the parking area was crowded, there was hardly anyone on the beach. A couple of heavily-tattooed surfers tried to sell us on surfing lessons, but we pointed out that we didnt have bathing suits. They continued trying, undeterred, so we politely refused and kept walking. Unfortunately, we didnt see any turtles out sunning themselves on the beach. It looked like it was going to be a bust but then we spotted a dark shape in the water.
Sarah was thrilledshe said one of the things she most wanted to see was a turtle in the wild. Mission accomplished!
As we left and continued driving west, we discovered we were actually one beach east of the real Turtle Beach. If we looked to our right as we drove, we could see several turtles in the water or on the sand. And if we looked to our left, we could see a packed-to-the-gills parking area and a traffic jam eastbound heading back to the town of Haleiwa. We had somehow found parking, avoided the crowds, and were heading in the opposite direction of all the traffic. Not too shabby.
We debated having lunch in Haleiwa, but given the crowds we were seeing, we decided against it. Julie and I thought about our options and then remembered the happy hour deals at Monkeypod back near Aulani started at 3:30 p.m. So why not continue snacking and eat an early dinner? We gave the kids a choice between Matsumoto Shave Ice in town or Dole Whips at the tourist trap known as the Dole Plantation, and they chose
We werent unhappy. Its not like you can get Dole Whips all the time in Delaware. Wed have more opportunities to try shave ice later. Anyway, were pretty sure giving our kids deep-fried apple pies and Dole Whips for lunch should secure our Parents of the Year award.
We skipped all the touristy stuffthe maze, the train ride, etc. and headed straight for the snack bar. Along the way we saw some pineapple plants. Check out the leaves on these, and then ask yourselfwho was the first person who waded into a field of these and thought, Wow! I should grab that fruit, I bet its really tasty!
Our menu options:
We chose not to dress things up and just got straight-up Dole Whips. Except for Julie, who prefers the float.
Id heard reports from other TRs that they didnt taste as good here as they do in Disney World, but we didnt have any complaints. When you go months or years between Dole Whips, they all taste good to us.
Coming Up Next: When is live music not really live music? And squeezing every last drop of fun out of Aulani before they kick us out.
Lets pause for a moment here while you picture my pregnant wife giving me The Look.
Ok, now can we go?
We piled into the rental car and headed east toward the coast. We passed another mountain called Koko Head as we drove. I only bring this up because Koko Head was quickly adopted for this trip as a, um, term of endearment. As in, Hey Koko Head, stop taking flash pictures when Im driving through tunnels!
Our first stop was the Halona Blowhole. This is a spot where waves have eroded a tunnel through the lava rock on the coast, and as a result forms a spout that shoots water up high into the air when conditions are right. The waves werent too rough when we were there, but we were still able to see how it worked. Heres the site at rest. Keep your eye on the spot just down and right of center.



So yeah, not too active today. But not bad for a 5-minute stop.
Back in the car! Just another few minutes down the road, we turned the corner to start heading north along the east coast of the island. But right at the corner is Makapuu (bulging eye) State Wayside, with a nice scenic overlook. And no, I dont know why the Hawaiians called this place bulging eye, and Im not really sure I want to find out.
From the overlook, you can see Manana Island, which is more commonly referred to as Rabbit Island. This is because a) its shape resembles a rabbits head with the ears down, and b) a rancher introduced rabbits to Hawaii and raised them on this island. Because, hey, what the heck? This business plan worked so well it was no doubt the inspiration for all of the highly successful multi-million dollar rabbit farms across the U.S.
Anyway, the view was great. I just wish the blues in the ocean had turned out. Sometimes the pictures just dont do the colors justice.




The rugged mountains all along the coastline just make for one gorgeous view after another. In many places, the road runs right along the edge of the coast, literally just a couple of feet from the ocean.
After this stop, we had a bit of a drive to get past the coastal town of Kailua and the military base at Kaneohe. That base includes a stretch of beach known as Bellows Beach, which I remember from my youth as being a particularly sweet bodyboarding beach. Its also where my brother found a blue string on his board that actually turned out to be a Portuguese Man-o-War tentacle, but thats a different story.
We were headed to the Valley of the Temples, a cemetery and multicultural religious center, in order to see the Byodo-In Temple. Its a replica of a Buddhist temple in Japan, which we dont get to see every day and thought it would be worthwhile to check out. If you ever watched LOST, you might have seen this temple standing in for some of the scenes set in South Korea.
The entrance took us through a tunnel of palm trees. The Koolau range made for a sweet backdrop.

Wed read that it would cost us $15 to park and tour the temple, but they only charged us $9. I did not dispute this at the ticket window. We parked the car, walked across a footbridge, and found this:


As you might expect, I felt this was a great opportunity to teach our kids an appreciation for other cultures, including both their art and beliefs. And in that same vein, I also took the opportunity to point out the Vomiting Frog statue:

Dont worry, I promise we behaved inside the temple itself. We had to remove our shoes to walk inside the temple and see the shrine to Buddha there.


There were a couple of small pagodas and gardens nearby. There was also a giant Sacred Bell you could ring. According to the official website (and stuff written on the internet is never, ever wrong), ringing the bell spreads the eternal teachings of Buddha, purifies the mind, and brings you happiness, blessings, and a long life. And if thats the case, were going to live basically forever in eternal bliss, because when you give kids the chance to ring a giant bell, its not going to be rung only once. Buddha himself probably was getting ready to forsake his teachings on peace as my kids obnoxiously tried to ring it as many times as possible. We tried to cut them off before we turned the temple into the new site of The Gong Show.


Despite my familys best attempts to ruin it, the temple is a beautiful work of art in a stunning setting, and we felt it was definitely worth the stop.
It was getting on 10:00 a.m. or so and we were getting hungry, having had such an early breakfast and then immediately used a lot of energy on our hike. So we decided to get a snack. Continuing the theme of cultural exploration and education, we drove right across the street to a landmark culinary institution. We were in search of a gourmet delicacy that once was common, but had become increasingly rare and was now in danger of disappearing from the globe altogether, resigned to be just a shadowy memory of better, simpler times. We were looking for the Holy Grail of snack items
No, waitthats the Dole Whip. That comes later. We were in search of the Ark of the Covenant of snack items

The deep-fried apple pie. For years, of course, McDonalds always deep-fried their apple pies. Depending on your point-of-view, this could be another example of an evil corporation foisting terrible unhealthy snacks on an unsuspecting public. Or you might scratch your head wondering who would ever step inside a McDonalds expecting to eat something healthy in the first place. In any case, McDonalds eventually switched all of its pies in the U.S. to a slightly-less-unhealthy baked version.
Except in Hawaii. God bless them, Hawaii still deep-fries the pies. The result is a crispy, flaky crust of yumminess just like Momma used to make. If Momma ever worked the deep fryer at the Golden Arches, anyway.

Bellies and taste buds satisfied, we continued our drive north and enjoyed the beauty of the coast. We saw Mokolii Island, better known as Chinamans Hat. We also sadly drove past Uncle Bobos BBQ joint. I had wanted to eat lunch here because Im a sucker for a) BBQ, and b) places with goofy names like Uncle Bobos, but it was 10:30 a.m. and they werent open yet. We decided not to stick around and forged onward, figuring wed do lunch somewhere on the North Shore.
We rounded the bend at the north side of the island and began to head back west. We had one destination in mind here: Turtle Beach. This is supposed to be a great spot to see green sea turtles in the wild. Its a popular spot, though, and parking is limited on the road, so we werent sure how successful wed be. We drove along looking for a beach with dirt parking on the mountain side of the road. We finally found one that met the description, and sure enough, there were only a couple of makeshift parking spaces to be had. We squeezed in as best we could and crossed the road to the beach.
Even though the parking area was crowded, there was hardly anyone on the beach. A couple of heavily-tattooed surfers tried to sell us on surfing lessons, but we pointed out that we didnt have bathing suits. They continued trying, undeterred, so we politely refused and kept walking. Unfortunately, we didnt see any turtles out sunning themselves on the beach. It looked like it was going to be a bust but then we spotted a dark shape in the water.



Sarah was thrilledshe said one of the things she most wanted to see was a turtle in the wild. Mission accomplished!
As we left and continued driving west, we discovered we were actually one beach east of the real Turtle Beach. If we looked to our right as we drove, we could see several turtles in the water or on the sand. And if we looked to our left, we could see a packed-to-the-gills parking area and a traffic jam eastbound heading back to the town of Haleiwa. We had somehow found parking, avoided the crowds, and were heading in the opposite direction of all the traffic. Not too shabby.
We debated having lunch in Haleiwa, but given the crowds we were seeing, we decided against it. Julie and I thought about our options and then remembered the happy hour deals at Monkeypod back near Aulani started at 3:30 p.m. So why not continue snacking and eat an early dinner? We gave the kids a choice between Matsumoto Shave Ice in town or Dole Whips at the tourist trap known as the Dole Plantation, and they chose

We werent unhappy. Its not like you can get Dole Whips all the time in Delaware. Wed have more opportunities to try shave ice later. Anyway, were pretty sure giving our kids deep-fried apple pies and Dole Whips for lunch should secure our Parents of the Year award.
We skipped all the touristy stuffthe maze, the train ride, etc. and headed straight for the snack bar. Along the way we saw some pineapple plants. Check out the leaves on these, and then ask yourselfwho was the first person who waded into a field of these and thought, Wow! I should grab that fruit, I bet its really tasty!

Our menu options:

We chose not to dress things up and just got straight-up Dole Whips. Except for Julie, who prefers the float.

Id heard reports from other TRs that they didnt taste as good here as they do in Disney World, but we didnt have any complaints. When you go months or years between Dole Whips, they all taste good to us.
Coming Up Next: When is live music not really live music? And squeezing every last drop of fun out of Aulani before they kick us out.