sunsets, Prose

They call this place God's Country. It's easy to see why.

Waimanalo — You can go home again. To a place that looks nothing like the town you grew up in, that feels nothing like the safe hamlet of your youth. Until. You find yourself standing alone on a cold stretc...

I used to scale these sheer cliffs in Waimanalo, when we lived here on O'ahu.

Waimanalo — There’s a trail that leads up one of those ridges to the sawtooth summit above. No ropes or cables to aid the ascent, just one’s judgment on which rock or root outcropping is solid enough to bear one’...