There are signs asserting that fishing is prohibited in Kawaihae Harbor. This fisherman could argue he’s not in the harbor, but on the edge of it. However, since walking along the harbor breakwater is also prohibited, he’d still likely be in trouble. A lot of potential drama for what was a very tranquil scene, with Pu’u Wa’awa’a and Hualalai in the background!
I saw this Red Pencil Urchin in the shallows of Kawaihae Harbor. In the gentle waves, it oscillated between mostly exposed and mostly covered.
The old boat hoist at Mahukona has been replaced, though it’s not yet ready to handle boats apparently. But recently, two new signs appeared at the site.
The top one, advising swimmers to beware of boaters is OK, though it implies there are boaters out there, cruising the waters, searching for swimmers to run down. If those boaters exist, I’ve yet to encounter them.
The second sign was the one that caught my eye though. Beware of swimmers! What do they think we’re going to do? Bite a hole in the boat? Attach a mine? Reach a long arm over the side and drag the boater to a watery grave? I guess ‘Watch out for…’ was too many letters!
The idea of The Numbers Game is to enter a number into the search bar of your computer and then post a selection of the photos that turn up. This week’s number is 147. Captions are on the photos. You can see more responses here.
This Brown Anole was keeping a sharp lookout from a piling at Honokohau Harbor in Kailua Kona.
This week’s Sunday Stills challenge theme is ‘Sunrises and Sunsets.’ See more responses here.
Let’s start with a sunset for a change. While waiting to go snorkeling from the beach at Mauna Kea Resort, the sunset was lovely, in the sky, the water, and on the sand.
Sunrise over Kohala Mountain can be a cloud-shrouded disappointment, but other times it is a wonder to behold.
Last weekend, there was an island-wide fishing tournament. I’d seen people camped out the day before the event, when I went on my walk around Upolu, but on the day, I was on the east side of the island.
This camp caught my eye for its location, at the foot of a steep, wooded cliff. I don’t know whether there’s a path to the spot or whether it’s only accessible by foot. Neither method looks easy, and it’s not a spot I’d want to be in if the winds picked up.
I have no idea how they fared, though they should get some points for bravery. In case you’re wondering, I didn’t enter the tournament, though if I had, I’d have been a strong candidate for dead last!
When I first saw this Scrawled Filefish, I tried and failed to get any decent photos, so I carried on swimming. When I looked behind me a bit later, I saw the fish following me as they sometimes do, and I got this photo.
Scrawled Filefish are not just curious looking, they’re also curious fish. They will often trail swimmers, checking them out.
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