Keaau Beach Park
With a change in the weather my short cut around Kaena Point had turned into a long grueling hike. The dirt road that I was following turned into unavoidable pools of mud and water, and, while crossing submerged rocks, I fell hands down into a pile of mud; even worse, upon making it to the other side of the Point, the wind and rain got so bad that I had to turn around and head back. It was 6 p.m. before I was able to escape the worst of the weather. My first attempt at putting up my tent failed, but, on solid ground,
next to an unofficial garbage dump, I managed to stabilize my tent and climb inside. That night I slept okay, but the atmosphere was lacking.
In the morning, on the way back to Keaau, I had another flat tire.
My bike was in terrible shape, so I had to give it gasoline bath
and a lube job. Hawaii was hard on bicycles. The good news was that Keaau Beach Park was going to stay open. I guessed the Park Service got too many closing complaints from the locals. They had to leave the park open at least for the weekend. One thing about the Hawaiians, they sure did enjoy their weekend campouts.