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Another sunset.

Small town America, on our walk back to our cottage after dinner at Wrangler’s. We dined there almost 30 years ago.

On the Nu’alolo Trail, Koke’e State Park.

Waimea, Kaua’i. I love old Hawai’i. We’re staying nearby in a former sugar plantation cottage.

Wai Koa Loop Trail included this large mahogany plantation, tropical fruit orchards, community gardens, a fish farm.

Hiked half the Kalalau Trail, in, out. Previously posted this and this.

Hanalei taro field, one of 2,500 remaining nene: indigenous, flightless, threatened.Tonight’s pupus: taro chips.

On my hike, crawled through a hole to a cave which led to this “oasis” sinkhole.

Kalapaki Bay, Lihu’e. I watched Hawaiians paddling outrigger canoes.

Posted about a yellow Camaro in Paradise, and how I don’t give a toss about cars.

On the 13th day of Christmas, my true love went to work and I went to LAX where I’m waiting for a flight to Lihu’e.

Today’s temperatures are below -7F (-22C). It’s a good day to be inside, packing my large backpack.

Baroque music in a Catholic chapel. It took me some time to realize an old monk standing in an alcove was a statue.

Passed this truck at the end of my run. For some obscure reason, I found myself thinking of warm weather bicycling.

On our 3-lake walk today: kite skiers on Lake Calhoun, downtown Minneapolis in the background.

What dangerous windchill? My nephews had a blast. We also ran through the skyways of Minneapolis and St. Paul.