Waterfall hunting

Jeff likes to go "waterfall hunting." I asked if we shoot the waterfall once we find it, and I asked about the possibility of going to a taxidermist and getting my waterfall mounted for display. It was not that kind of hunt.

We had to cut our hunt a little short, though. I am apparently irresistable to all manner of insects. When we got back to the car from the walkabout, I looked practically polka-dotted. On a positive note, whatever decided I was so delicious apparently has a short term effect on my legs rather than a long term one. I'm not completely speckled this morning. 

After the great hunt, we came back to wash up. We were extremely dirty. Once clean, we were joined by all three of my nephews for a trip into Honolulu for dinner. Because of the time difference, I was totally wiped out way before bedtime, but I did my very best to begin adjusting to the new daylight hours I'll be having this week. Good thing, too. I'm told I'll snorkel today. Fingers crossed. 

A soda comes with a flower. So does a beer. 

Hunting. 

Jeff- my hunting guide.