




I felt safe with my tandem master, JC Colcasure (superstar skydiver!). A friend of Benj, we had dinner with him, his wife and his cute, heavenly daughter the night before at their lovely home in North Shore. I have to subdue my excitement to make sure I ask the right questions. What happens if you get a heart attack (I saw this on TV once!)? When do I pull? Where do I pull? How do I maneuver? What should I expect?
My second time is with another friend of Benji's, Herb Eskelson. Grew up in the airstrip. Parents are both skydivers back in the days when skydiving wasn't safe. This time we went higher. So we jumped longer. We did a sommersault jumping off the plane. We went in circles. And in circles. We flew like Superman. I felt the rain on my face falling through the clouds. Not very pleasant! And then the chute open and we were cruising over North Shore. Oh how beautiful it is up there!
Definitely something I would do again. And again. And again....
To Benj who got me into this, thank you. My life is richer. You rock!
(Note: Photos 1, 4 & 6 c/o Benj)

Benj said the rainbow won't register in my camera. It did. It was lovely. And it made me giddy (obviously!). A rainbow later on appeared right across our little heaven of a house by the beach. This was the first time I saw the end of a rainbow and there was no pot of gold. Or maybe it was underwater. Or maybe, seeing the tip of the rainbow is already my pot of gold.
Our cute, little, orange weekend house (owensretreat.com) is right smack on Mokuleia beach and away from the hustle & bustle of tourist traps. It was, indeed, a retreat (but with mobile phone signal and wi-fi connection!). The waves pound on your doorstep and the wind whisper sweet nothings.
It's a kite surfer's haven this place and you can catch about ten of them in the afternooon worshipping wind and wave.
At night, it becomes a bit chilly and the moon casts lovely shadows on the shore. Our lively, little house becomes a warm, cozy retreat waiting to wake up to next day's sunshine.
Roam If You Want To....
Ahhhhhh. North Shore. So many things to do, so little time.... We took it easy.
The first thing we did after getting our rent-a-car is drive up to North Shore and hit a shrimp truck for lunch. OH.SO.YUMMY.GARLIC.SHRIMPS. Macky's was our first North Shore stop. And our last North Shore stop. First love never dies.
Had to try the famous Matsumoto's Shaved Ice. I had the classic one with ice cream. Heaven on ice! And psychedelic too.
We also hit Killer Tacos, a recommendation from a friend who missed their Longboard (that was yummy btw!). We really didn't go out for dinners. They were spent with skydiving friends. Although one time, we caught some knick knacks at Hollywood Joe's. It was alright. And we chanced upon this Margarita place and got ourselves a drink. They always card me here and my usual IDs won't cut it (ie Driver's License, SSS ID, etc). Passport is key.

The Harbour is nothing like the movie really. I would say it, it was very manicured and organized. I quickly checked the memorial for the soldiers who have died defending America. I realized to get on any of the ships, I have to shell out some money. Since I do not know much about Pearl Harbour and WWII, I took the tour for USS Missouri.
Our tour guide Jim is a WWII veteran who knew what he was talking about. (Here, Jim was congratulating a navy officer who just got "leid"!)
So instead of just walking in and out of the boat, I got a better understanding of the boat. That it takes more than a hundred men to simply maneuver the big guns. That it takes about 3,000 men to run the boat. That there are less than 300 men trying to maintain it right now. That they used bullets bigger than this kid!
Jim took us inside the labyrinth of cabins.

