Keaau Beach Happiness

After Drinking Beer With Eric

Makaha and Keaau Beach Park were the best. They were not trafficked with people or automobiles. The large costal mountains created a dry pocket of weather that, compared to the rest of the island, cut the rainfall in half. Living at Keaau, and running back and forth to Makaha for food and drink was perfect for me. Everything was great, and that’s when word came down that the Park Service was closing down the park (actually, many parks). No explanation was given, but rumor had it that it was being done to curtail the muggings, which were a continual occurrence on the beach. Another rumor had it that there were so many people living on the beach that the authorities wanted to get everybody in one spot, a kind of forced census count. Yet another rumor had it that the Park Service was going to spray for weeds, which (in hindsight) was just as likely to be true.

I was prepared to leave. I was going back to Kaena Point and camp
along that jungle stretch of beach. That would solve the
closed park problem, but it also would create problems like getting
fresh water, too much sand, and a whole host of other inconveniences. I was packed and ready to go when I met Eric. He was an eighteen-year-old kid from California who had come to Hawaii to ride the “big wave.” He didn’t even know the park was closing. After I helped him drink his beer, he asked if he could come with me. I said, “Sure,” but I really wasn’t sure.


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About me: Marvin Gaye’s song, "What’s Going On" was playing on the jukebox when I went up to the counter and bought another cup of coffee. When I got back, the painting on the wall next to where I was sitting jumped out at me, the same way it had done many times before. On it was written a diatribe on creativity. It was the quote at the bottom, though, that brought me back to this seat time after time. The quote had to do with infinity; it went something like this: Think of yourself as being in that place where infinity comes together in a point; where the infinite past and the infinite future meet, where you are at right now. The quote was attributed to Hermann Hesse, but I didn’t remember reading it in any of the books that I had read by him, so I went out and bought Hesse’s last novel, Magister Ludi. I haven’t found the quote yet, but I haven't tired of looking for it either.
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2 Responses to Keaau Beach Happiness

  1. Mèo Lười Việt says:

    Too many “rumor had it”. 😀

  2. eof737 says:

    Half truths… and then some. 🙂

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