ZOO CRITTERS - HONOLULU, HAWAII 2008

This is an African Spur Thigh Desert Tortoise.  Its scientific name is Geochelone sulcata.  It’s relatives are the Galapagos tortoise and Aldabra Giant Tortoise.  Their origin is Africa and they like to live in desert and bushland.  Their life-span can be up to 80 years and their size ranges from 130 to 220 lbs.  

We were at the Honolulu Zoo at Christmas 2008. The zoo had been home to Spur-thighed tortoises since 1990. In the following four years almost 200 babies hatched here.

African spur-thigh desert tortoises are known by many names.   They are commonly called the African spurred tortoise, grooved tortoise, sulcata, or simply the spur tortoise.  Their names refers to the large overlapping scales on their front legs.   More information can be found at this link.

Thanks for looking and enjoy your day. 

A FEW BOTANICALS

These are from our vacation in Kauai last December/January.

I am supporting the following memes as they become available, with many thanks to all our hosts.

Maggie a Mosaic Monday
Michelle at Nature Notes
Jesh at Seasons 
Tom at Tuesday's Treasures
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Betty at Wednesday Around the World

MOSAIC MONDAY

I had a few botanicals left from our holiday, and played around with them on my iPAD, using the cartoon app.  The same mosaic with differences.

The original I put together using the actual photos.

and the following with a little tweaking.

I am sharing with Mosaic Monday, with my thanks to Judith for creating this fun meme.  If you click on the name below you can visit other participants.

 Mosaic Monday

A quote.....

"The heart is like a garden.  It can grow compassion or fear, resentment or love.  What seeds will you plant there?" 

~Buddha~

I am linking with Jesh and her lovely new meme, 

Seasons

I am also sharing this post with N.C. Sue at Worldess (on Tuesday) at Image-in-ing

A THANK YOU TO KAREN AT KAHOLLY, QUILTY PLEASURES AND NATURE'S TREASURES

Just before I went on vacation I received the most delightful gift from Karen at Kaholly.  It was a wallet that I am using for my ID's and credit cards.  I love everything about it, from the pattern, to the shape to the obvious usefulness of such a thoughtful gift.  Thank you Karen!  It went all over Hawaii with me and is now making its way around Virginia, and everyone I show it to thinks it is such a clever way of carrying all my cards and keeping them together.

BEAUTIFUL, ACTION, COMFORT

Beautiful....Waimea Canyon, Kauai

Action.....surfers, also in Kauai.

Comfort - a mother with her three children, comfort from mother to child and comfort from children to mother.  We were at one of our favorite parks, Huntley Meadows, a place I look forward to seeing now the warmer weather is here.

I am linking with Jesh and her lovely new meme, 

Seasons

I am also sharing this post with N.C. Sue at Worldess (on Tuesday) at Image-in-ing

18th day of our vacation - Last Day - 1-2-16

We have been home for two months now and it has taken me this long to get through my journal.  However, the last day in Kauai has arrived.  I do have more photos and I will post them intermittently.  There are many photographs I have shared already that were also taken by Gregg.  He and I had a great time documenting our vacation.   So, last day, here we go.

Saturday, January 2nd, 2016


10.04 p.m.  We are in the air and on our way to Denver, where we will catch our connecting flight to Washington-Dulles Airport.

We left the condo mid-morning with a tinge of sadness, but the excitement of seeing home again helped a lot.  I have always been a bit of a homing pigeon.  When I know we have to go I am ready to get on the plane (or in the car when we are nearer home), but hopefully we will see this place again one day.  We have talked about staying longer next time.  We'll have to wait and see.

Our flight wasn't until later on in the day but we checked out early, and drove inland to do one last day of sight-seeing before heading to the airport.  



On one of the roads we found a 'river' to drive through, not one of my favorite things I did this holiday.  "Number 3 Gregg, Number 3".  You'll have to check the original list of the travel code to understand.  Scroll down that page to check it out. It wasn't really a river but to me at the time it seemed like a fast moving torrent of water and that was enough.  However, it was only a few inches deep but still very much out of my comfort zone, and the pot holes were bigger than any pot holes I remember driving over.  

  

I was very relieved to get through it, but when we went further along the road and drove round the curve, it became very, very steep and as it was a dirt road and pretty muddy and slide-ey, and we didn't have a four-wheel drive, Gregg felt it wise to turn back.  Doing a three-point turn on that road was a challenge also, and I was glad Gregg was driving.  So there we were and once again we had to go through the 'river', one that I thought we had safely put behind us.  "No. 3 Gregg, No. 3".

Gregg had heard about a marina he wanted to see, so we drove past the airport to get there.  It was also in an area where not only the cruise ships docked, but all the containers from overseas came in, and there were lots of tall chain link fences with very large no trespassing signs.  We took a few photos but didn't get out of the car.

We saw an old sugar plantation building.  It was huge but now looked empty.

The next place we headed for was Shipwreck Beach.  We were looking for monk seals my sister-in-law had seen frequently, but there were none to be found.   

Above are condominiums, below we are looking across at the Grand Hyatt Hotel where we had the reception the day we attended our friends' beach ceremony.  The grounds inside the complex were incredible, and beautiful at night.

On many of the beaches there are volcanic rocks, which are very interesting to look at up close.

We did see these black crabs that were scurrying all over the rocks. They were fascinating to look at but.....

there were dozens of them, fairly good sized ones, fast, so very fast.   They are called Aama.  In ancient Hawaii it was a sacred food for priests.  

The surf crashed over the rocks and I thought for sure the crabs would have been swept back into the sea, but they all hung on and as soon as the water fell away from the rock, off they went again, scurrying, scurrying, totally mesmerising.  

As much as I was interested in them, truth be told I wouldn't want them scurrying over me.  As I sat there the thought made me move on, and decided to add "No sitting next to fast scurrying crabs" to the Traveler's Code

Silly, but it was the first time I had felt uncomfortable with them being so close.  



Earlier, before I had seen any of the black crabs, I had noticed what I thought was a dead one on a rock.  I learned that rather than it being a dead crab, it was in fact the shell of one that had molted.  These empty shells are paper thin with a slit in the back.  After  reabsorbing much of the calcium from the old shell, the crab backs out and abandons it.  The roomy new shell hardens soon after.

I took my photos while Gregg was exploring another part of the beach....

and as I was eager to move away from all those scurrying little legs, I caught up with him.  

We found another large tree trunk to sit on and like the one below our condo, it looked like it had washed up long ago.  I always love to sit on the beach looking out at the ocean, and this rather large piece of driftwood provided a relatively comfortable seat.

We made our way to the airport and returned the rental car.  The flight to Oahu was half an hour but we had a three hour wait.  

I wrote a few last minute postcards last night and wanted to mail them first thing, but I forgot to ask Gregg if we could go to a post office in Kauai.  My mind was on the journey home today.

In the Oahu airport there was a very nice gentleman who worked for the airline.  He said there should be a post office in the concourse.  It was a long way to our gate but we certainly had a lot of time to spare.  We looked and looked and one young lady in a shop said that there used to be a post office but it had been taken out.  Wind out of sails I gave up the search.  By this time I was concentrating on looking for our gate number, then suddenly Gregg spotted a US Postal Service sign in a small gift shop, and the young lady behind the counter gave us the correct stamps and took our postcards.  Thank you Gregg!  I always call him Hawkeye, as he is the greatest spotter for all things.  

1.14 a.m. and we have been in the air for nearly four hours.  Always feel very cramped and stiff at this point.  If we have the sardine can plane from Denver to Washington, it is going to be a bit of a challenge.

My clock on the iPad says it is now 6.15 a.m.  I am very confused with the time change.  I also haven't slept a wink.  We are on the last leg of our journey from Denver to Washington-Dulles, and we had a two-and-a-half hour wait at Denver.  These clouds look a bit like the snow we saw on the ground as we landed.  What a shock to see it, definitely came down to earth with a bit of a bump, figurative and physically.  




More time has passed and it seemed in no time at all we were landing at Washington-Dulles.  It felt good to be home after the long journey.  Our son met us at the baggage claim and what a welcome sight he was, already looking for our luggage, which was delivered quickly.  Way to go to those people I see loading and unloading all the suitcases when looking out of the plane window.  They do their job in all kinds of weather and I am always grateful to them, and everyone in between.

We were home in just over half an hour, not living too far from the airport and the traffic was light. Still in the early part of the afternoon, we did not have to deal with rush hour.  We chatted to our son all the way home.  He and Gregg took our baggage inside and he stayed for a good time after that.  When he left I made a quick tour of the house and everything looked great.  The lady who takes care of our house when we are gone did a wonderful job.  The mail was stacked neatly in a box which we enjoyed looking through later, especially the Christmas Cards.

And we were home.

It seemed surreal that only a short while ago we were on a small, beautiful island in the middle of the Pacific, and now I am sitting on the floor taking everything out of the suitcases.

Mahalo Hawaii, Aloha!  A hui hou kakou, until we meet again.

If you missed any of my daily journals and would like to catch up, I am sharing their links below.

Oahu

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Kauai

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TODAY'S FLOWERS # 389 - March 4th, 2016

Today's Flowers opens up on Friday at 12.00 a.m., and closes the following Thursday at 11.00 p.m.   More information about this meme can be found here.

I am still sharing flowers I found while on vacation in December 2015 and January 2016.

Today's Flowers was created by Luiz Santilli, Jr. Thank you Luiz!  I have been its host for quite a while now. 

 
I am also linking with the following memes as they become available, with my thanks to our hosts.  Please click on their names to visit other participants.

Hetty at Tuinverhalen (Garden Stories)
Nick at Floral Friday Fotos
Aquariann at Flower Friday
Judith at Mosaic Monday