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Like an underwater ostrich this tiny little oceanic creature attempts to bury its head in the sand.

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As the sun sets over Waimea Bay a body floats across the top of the honey colored water soaking up the last rays of the evening sun.

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As the sun sets over the Pacific kite-surfer’s day burnt faces radiate with satisfaction as they reel in their wind catchers before the dwindling lights sink bellow the horizon.

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A little more Dusk Breaks on The shores of Waikiki.

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Dusk brakes through the storm clouds onto the waters of Waikiki Beach.

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Ocean rocks mosaiced with orange and purple Star fish commanded by the sea to charm and intrigue those who breathe from the sky, leaving them peering through the cool glassy surface of the ocean waves always wondering for the depths that lie bellow.

A star fish reveals the delicate dance of little legs as it works its way across the smooth glass of an aquarium tank.

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Nu’uanu Pali State Park O’ahu Hawaii

Creeping down the breezeway of the Old Pali Highway wind blows so strong it’s a wonder we were able to keep our feet, long powerful gusts strong enough to postpone the fear that you and the pavement will some day meet.

Pali Lookout

From the Koolau Mountain Range through the tropical forests to where the rocks turn to sand, the peaks of volcanic masses shaped by the earth stretch their stony fingers towards the heavens to shelter the land from the building pressures of the wind as it sweeps across the feral expanses of the fracturing ocean to throws its treacherous blows.

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Dogs (From front, left to right: Chaos, Louie, Korbin and Leon

I may mask my desires to spend time in Humboldt with the allure of the majestic redwoods, and the familiarity of the cold gray ocean, but the real appeal, that little something that I just can’t stay away from would be my four dogs, too old, or to attached to the fresh air, rain, and humidity less sunshine to survive the perilous journey across the pacific.

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Sometimes you want it, sometimes you need it, and sometimes you just plain gotta have it.

Hawaii gets to me, living in a place were you can only drive for so long before you end up right back were you started drives me crazy. Not to mention the dirt is the wrong color, the apples at the supermarket suck and don’t they know that beaches are supposed to be cold, gray and completely deserted short of the occasional surfer, dog walker and van full of stoner kids?

I miss the rain, and the fog, I miss waking up in the morning and having to muster up the strength to leave the warmth of the covers long enough to stoke the fire. I miss acres and acres of natural forests filled with tall trees, and the kind of lush greenery that thrives on a climate of cold wet winters and hot dry summers. I miss honey bees, and butterflies, the way the babbling of a creek in the distance can melt into the peaceful sounds of serene silence, and I miss my dogs.

photo by Castlelyn Carmona

I even miss the things I never liked in the first place… like seagulls. Now I’d say I hate seagulls, but hate is such a strong word so I’ll go with dislike, I very strongly dislike seagulls they’re like the rats of the sky, pesky, loud, always begging for bits of food, then blemishing your vehicle ungratefully whether you feed them or not, but somehow lately I even find myself wondering… where are the seagulls?

for me island fever is like finding a small splinter in the tip of my finger when there are no tweezers to be found. Without a quick fix I just try to ignore it hoping in the back of my mind that it will be purged by the natural functions of my body… a naïve short lived hope at the very least. When I wake up the next morning it’s been momentarily forgotten, I get out of bed and head for the shower. Still groggy I reach for the tap and… F*CK! I look to my hand and there it is right where I left it, but now it’s not only a little splinter, but it’s a little splinter on a finger that is throbbing and red with infection. I head to the medicine cabinet for a band-aid and some ointment, but there’s nothing to be found, no band-aids, no rubbing alcohol, and still no tweezers. So I give in, I turn off the tap, throw on some clothes and head downstairs to where my laptop is perched precariously on the edge of the couch. I sit myself down and arrange it on my lap as I let out a reluctant sigh of shrewd acceptance. I flip open the screen, and head for my favorite travel site, I type date a few days from now, and wait for the ridiculously expensive numbers to appear so that I can laugh at myself suck the splinter from my thumb, and move on with my life, but they never come the only numbers that grace my screen are reasonable… really really reasonable.

One phone call and a 500 dollar credit card purchase later the throbbing in my finger has stopped, and I’m on my way to a whole Humboldt full of metaphorical antiseptic.

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Echinometra mathaei or the Rock-Boring Urchin

A sea urchin safely snuggled into the protective grasps of the living coral reef in Hanauma Bay Nature Preserve on Oahu, Hawaii.

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