Wish You Were Here: A Weekend in the West Maui Mountains

We headed up to the cabin perched high above West Maui again this past weekend.  The red dirt is permanently stuck under our nails and in our clothes. It’s definitely a three-bath type of dirt…where it takes at least three baths to finally get it off your body!

We slipped down the slides again, ate some of the best food (helps when one of your friends is a culinary graduate!) and had loads of fun making Summer memories. We watched the full moon rise above us in slow motion, picked lilikoi, and fetched water when the water pump broke leaving us in a primitive state. We got back to nature, back to simple times…My son told me he was tv-sick…but from the looks of things, I’d say he had a pretty great time himself.  I’ll let the pictures tell the rest of the story…

a couple of cows giving kisses on our way up

rocking chairs invite you to take a load off and relax

hangin’ in the hammock

Gettin’ dirty

the sun playing peekaboo behind the pines

The reservoir and slides

Duke ridin’ the kayak

Slippin’ and slidin’

All tuckered out


Hula Shake {linky love} Martha Stewart Edition

Happy Monday everyone! We had a super fabulous weekend up at our little West Maui cabin again.  This time we brought more friends, more good food (and more vino) and had an even better time!  I am sun kissed, relaxed and ready to get my week on!

While up relaxing I was reading Martha Stewart’s Living magazine and fell in love with her dip dyeing article. If you want a beachy feel to your house this technique seems easy enough to turn your house, whether along the coast or in the dead center of the U.S of A into a beach getaway. Even better, Martha has directions online for anyone that missed the August 2010 issue. If I get my act together I may give it a whirl!

Ok, now it’s your turn…share a link, click on a link, keep the hula shake shakin’!

Have a rocking week everyone!

Let’s go surfin now…

Fun in the sun, family style!

Cam, learning to surf

And he’s UP! Woohoo!

My ballerina in the sand

Duke

What a “Ruff” life, huh?!

Waves, Sun and Floaters: Number 2

If you haven’t read Part 1…go now…this will make more sense. Go. Now. I will wait.

Ok, ready?!

So the big question was “Did I go back into the crap infested waters?” Here’s how it went…

It was HOT, the sun was SCORCHING and I was sweating. My husband was catching some pretty good waves so I knew we’d be there a while. I looked at the water with the trained eye of a CSI agent; no poop in sight. And then I did it…

I ran in, dunked myself up to my waist, gave my shoulders and arms a splash and then ran out of there.

Yes, I knowingly went back into the water where 30 minutes prior I had seen “The Floater.”

Ick.

After the beach we all took baths in bleach. Not really, but we did immediately get showered, using mass amounts of soap and defunktified ourselves. We are all still living and haven’t yet grown a third head.

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