Sunday, October 13, 2013

Hawaii day 7



       We thought nothing could top what we have already experienced here on Kauai—until today.

       We followed the plan, to drive west and explore the Waimea Canyon Drive, which contains not one, but two, state parks.  Along the way we stopped at overlooks, oohing and aahing at the views of what legend says Mark Twain called the “Grand Canyon of the Pacific” (the legend is a myth, by the way; Mark Twain never set foot on Kauai).

One view in Waimea State Park


Tricia at Waimea Canyon

     We should mention here the speed limits that are supposedly strictly enforced.  The highest limit we have seen is 50 miles per hour, and that occurs on relatively few stretches of highway.   More common is 35, and more common still is 25.  You needn’t be in a rush to go anywhere in a car on this island.  And on this particular 20-mile road, the limit was 25 all the way.  As we approached the final lookout, we noticed off to the left side a large group of people in what appeared to be a family reunion picnic; but the number of cars pulled off the road indicated this was much more than a picnic.  Then we passed characters in costumes four abreast on horses, obviously preparing for some sort of procession.   A couple of cops were even directing traffic at this point.  We just had to investigate, but first went up to enjoy the view of the spectacular Kalalau Valley, the largest on the Na Pali coast.



Kalalau Valley

       On the way back down, we were able to find a parking place among the hundreds of cars, where we wolfed down lunch sandwiches and realized something pretty important was going on.  Lots of passersby had apparently recognized the same thing.   We walked over into the beginning of a huge celebration of an event in Hawaii’s history:  the 1871 journey of Queen Emalani  Kalanikaumakaamano Kaleleonalani Na’ea Rooke (Queen Emma to us) to Waimea-Uka and the Alaka’i.  The queen had taken a group of 100 of her subjects into the interior of the island in a journey of exploration, which was seen as quite dangerous at the time.



Gifts for the queen

       The characters we had seen on horses were playing the roles of Queen Emma (you remember from yesterday she was the wife of King Kamehemeha IV) and her entourage.  As we arrived on the scene, this group had been seated under a huge canopy, and Hawaiians from all over the state dressed in period costumes were ceremoniously approaching the queen with gifts.  We sat mesmerized by the proceedings.  Group after group of singers and dancers performed for the much beloved queen, who obviously has the respect and love of the people of Hawaii.


Singers

       The songs were sung in the native language of Hawaii, and at least two of them were performed by the songwriters themselves.  Just when the beauty of this island had distracted us from any interest in the culture of its people, suddenly we were immersed in the culture of Hawaii.  For two hours or so, we sat and watched, amazed at what we were seeing.  We both agreed that our experiences in Hawaii have surely peaked on this day.  We spoke with a couple of the singers after the ceremonies, one of whom had traveled from Nashville to perform.  They were obviously very proud of the culture of their ancestors, and excited to be able to carry on this annual tradition.



Dancers

       Afterwards, we toured the arts and crafts section that had been set up, and at the urging of one of the locals, Charlie tried a cup of the homemade macadamia nut crunch ice cream.  It doesn’t get any better than this.

Charlie and Tricia
©2013

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