A day at the Old Kona Airport State Recreation Area

I’ve mentioned before — or should have — the Old Kona Airport State Recreation Area is the haunt for our daily walks. Depending on the day, we walk anywhere from 4.3 miles to 6.4 miles before hitting the gym. On this particular day — February 24th — we walked in the morning and enjoyed an additional walk in the evening. 

These two photos were taken in the morning . . . 

They show the MS Westerdam and the Safari Explorer anchored in the bay. 

The rest of the photos were taken later that evening. This might be a long post. If you are only interested in the photos, there is a gallery at the bottom of this post. There’s also a SmugMug Gallery HERE. (almost) All of these photos were taken with the Nikon P900.

Anyway, as I said, we came back in the evening and after we walked for a while, we strolled. When I say “strolled” I mean I snapped photos every few steps and Melisa patiently waited for me. I ended up telling her to just walk and once in a while double-back for me. That way, she got more walking in and I got to take photos without worrying about making her life miserable. Well, at least not in that particular instance and for that particular reason. 

I snapped mostly macros, but a few other things as well. 

One thing of note, although it had happened gradually, throughout the “winter” the numbers of flowers had dropped off a bit. They are now starting to come back. Rather, there are now more of them. I guess we’re in the Hawaiʻian Spring. And here me thinking there was only one season called HOT. Or maybe, HUMID.

Anyway, Macros . . . I be took some. The first place I stopped at was the Cactus patch. 

Mind you, there are regular plants among the cacti . . . 

But cacti in flower are a particular draw . . . 

The morphology of cacti itself also draws my photographic interest. 

Spherical forms have a special appeal . . . couldn’t you just hug them?

When they do flower, it’s very tempting to pick a few . . . 

Some, of course, are only good as potential resting places; a place to sit a spell, lean back, and just watch the clouds go by. 

The Plumeria trees are interesting. They keep flowering but the branches lose a lot of their leaves. Leaves are coming back now, and the flowers are more abundant. 

They kind of look edible . . . 

The 0.7 miles cultivated loop is winter-sparse but the ornaments make up for the diminished flora by providing artificial cheer to passing pensive pedestrians. 

I’m assuming these leaves provided for many meals to whatever insect feasts on them. 

These next flowers looked as if a silk arrangement, but no . . . they are real. You can tell by the ones that are either on their way out or fully past their prime. 

I don’t want to know what’s going on here . . . 

Get a room!

I should dedicate a photo excursion just for the textures . . . 

I’m pretty sure I will eventually post-process these next two shots in Topaz Impression and Glow Plugins. 

There are critters in this little park . . . 

This is where the long zoom really helps . . . mongooses are not too keen on humans taking them any mind and seldom sit still. 

The Pacific Golden-Plover (Kōlea) are also recalcitrant photo subjects, but they too are as yet unfamiliar with the P900. 

Slightly backlit, but not too bad. 

And cats . . . lots of them around. 

That last one reminds us of our first cat, Corky, a Calico we got shortly after we got married and while we were still in college and I was chasing my Master degree. 

We feel sorry for this next cat . . . its strabismus gives it a perpetually puzzled expression.

The ships were still there — they typically leave just before sunset — and it’s easy to forget they are there until you happen to look over and . . .  

Depending on the point of view, they can seem large against the regular scenes of the park.

This bench (next three shots) always catches my eye for the intricate design of its legs. I assume there is a scientific name in place of “bench legs”, but I don’t know it. 

I know; I’ll make up a scientific-sounding name . . . “crura ex cemento”

Now, before I present the next photo in the album, I need to insert a photo from my phone. This photo is not in the album. I’m using this photo because I did not think to take a similar photo with the P900.

Notice anything strange? That tree is about five feet from the path we were walking, and I spotted it right away. I think it’s because I’m used to looking for bugs and stuff that seems out of place. Look about halfway up the trunk, where the brown part gives way to the green part.  Unlike the other photos, that can’t be clicked on because I did not want to put in here a very large (4MB) photo. I’m already going to get complaints for the number photos (a tad over 50) without also getting yelled at for adding multi-MB photos.

Would like to know its story, but I’m content to just know that it’s there. I’m assuming that at some point a kid will notice it and they will want it. I hope it goes to a good home. 

This is the view of the ships when standing on the beach.

I don’t like taking photos of people, but I like this scene . . . 

Melisa and I are always amazed when we see people walking over lava without shoes. Not just on the sea shore but other places as well. Lava be sharp. That lava might have its sharp edges slightly worn away, but it can still stab into a foot. Plus, wet, it’s slippery as all get-out. 

. . . and hard. How do I know? Because, in 2010, this . . . 

Funny thing about those shorts . . . they are from Eddie Bauer, purchased in 1991 specifically for our first trip to Hawaiʻi. Subsequently, until 2014, they were only worn during each of our trips to Hawaiʻi. In 2014, I also wore them during our Caribbean cruise. 

I own two pairs that are exactly the same. They have a mesh lining, can be worn while swimming (but I don’t), and they have two zippered side pockets that comfortably hold my phone and wallet, two front pockets, and a small velcro pocket.

They are the only shorts I wear for our walks and in the last eight months, the lower half of them (the part that sticks out from under my t-shirt) have faded from the sun, the blue going slightly gray. Sixteen years old, there are no tears, no rips, and they are still as comfortable as they ever were. I call them my Tom Selleck pants. These days, you can’t find shorts like these. I know, because I tried. Often. 

However, you can find shorts that hang below the knee, have few — and useless — pockets, are uncomfortable to wear, and don’t last long. I should have bought eight pairs of these.  

Sorry for the detour . . . 

My last two photos are of these palms . . . 

And their . . . fruit? seeds? Flowers, I think . . . I can’t be bothered to find out. Such is old age; I figure anyone who is interested can find out what kind of palm it is and put the link in the comments. 

Here’s the gallery of the above photos:

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