Toward Molokai
Oil on board, 5" x 7"
$125 plus $6 shipping in U.S.
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We're back--all sunburned and exhausted--from our mini-vacation to Maui. It was a great time--what a beautiful, magical place!
The visit was made even more memorable than we could have imagined when the phone rang in the wee hours Saturday morning. It was a good friend in North Carolina, who told us that a tsunami alert had been issued for the islands, in the wake of the Chile earthquake. Our condo was literally steps from the water, so we rousted everyone up and got ready to evacuate. At 6 AM the alert sirens went off--a chilling sound that reminded me of World War II air raids. By that time we were already on higher ground--a private golf course overlooking the island of Molokai.
Several hundred found their way to this spot--a mix of locals and vacationers. We parked our cars in the shade of some small trees, tuned our radios to local stations, and watched and waited. Our daughter and her fiancee were there too, along with a goodly number of the wedding party, watching their carefully laid plans for the afternoon's beachside wedding melt away. It was a surreal experience, strangely boring and exciting at the same time, as we ticked the hours off scrutinizing the coastline for any sign of change.
Thankfully, it was a non-event. The waves came through, virtually imperceptible to us. I don't believe there were any reports of damage. Around two in the afternoon the all-clear was given. We resumed our tourist lives; the wedding was re-scheduled for Sunday and went off without a hitch...life went on.
I took hundreds of photos, some of which are begging to be interpreted in paint. I saw these beautiful flowers while roaming around near the golf course on tsunami day.