Select an afternoon stroll to any beach on Kauai’s north shore (this shot is from a path to secluded Kenomene Beach) and you feel the magic—tropical temps, banana plants and pandanus, the golden light of the salt mist wafting from the surf, sticking your toes in sand and warm water—and always the majestic backdrop of the green pali with signature Makana (Bali Hai) Peak.
It relaxes people and you wind up having conversations with strangers. After a rainy period this week, two dozen waterfalls streaked down the faces of the mountains of a land called Hanalei. BTW: “Hanalei” does not rhyme with “sea” as in the folk song, Puff the Magic Dragon. It rhymes with lay, as in lay your body down and watch the world happen.