This past weekend, it was storming on the North Shore so we decided to go to the Leeward Side--the windless side, the desert side, the side that didn't get the memo on this particular day.
Stiff winds tore over the Waianae (why-a-nigh) Mountains. They blew the tops off the 7-10 ft seas and thrashed the coconut palms.
The Waianae Mountains were formed from a single shield volcano some 3.9 million years ago. The west side (as seen here) has suffered much erosion, creating numerous landslide slopes and caves.
Just north of Waianae, the gusts of wind sandblasted those of us on the Keaua Beach. It was not a good day for children to be in the water.
Behind that tumultuous surf is a cadre of body-boarders. They took turns riding the beast before getting pummeled. This particular wave had just swallowed one brave soul.
After he fought free from the current, the body-boarder rested on the beach.
A surfer collects his broken board and goes home.
Ka'ena (ka-eh-na) Point is in the background.
When the waves got too rough to be near the shore's edge, we drove farther north to Ka'ena Point.
Here the waves pounded the ancient lava ledge, forcing water up blow-holes.
Not wanting to end up like the guy on the sign, we stayed clear of the edge.
They say after every storm is a rainbow. This photo proves that sometimes rainbows occur in the middle of the storm.
A life lesson, perhaps?
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