As my wife and I prepared to set out on a three-hour, 52-mile-long scenic drive to Hana, we went over our checklist to make sure we had everything. The Jeep had a full tank of gas, the cooler was stocked with drinks and food, we had our bathing suits, and the dog. We stopped in Haiku, the last place to fill up with gas or to eat before arriving in Hana. I noticed a quaint little store called the Maui Grown Market with a sign outside advertising picnic lunches made with fresh vegetables, picked daily, for the journey to Hana. As we stepped inside, there was an old hippie lady named Gerry behind the counter. Like all Hawaiian people, she was very friendly, which was evident when she yelled "Aloha" wh
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As my wife and I prepared to set out on a three-hour, 52-mile-long scenic drive to Hana, we went over our checklist to make sure we had everything. The Jeep had a full tank of gas, the cooler was stocked with drinks and food, we had our bathing suits, and the dog. We stopped in Haiku, the last place to fill up with gas or to eat before arriving in Hana. I noticed a quaint little store called the Maui Grown Market with a sign outside advertising picnic lunches made with fresh vegetables, picked daily, for the journey to Hana. As we stepped inside, there was an old hippie lady named Gerry behind the counter. Like all Hawaiian people, she was very friendly, which was evident when she yelled "Aloha" while not missing a beat as she made sandwiches.
While we were waiting on our two orders of ham sandwiches and potato salad, I read a sign that said feel free to take one of our lovely dogs with you to Hana. As weird as the idea was, I had to find out if it was for real. Gerry informed us that she has so many dogs that she urges people to take one with them on the drive. It allows them to get exercise. She never worries about people keeping the dogs since you have to turn around in Hana anyway to come back. We were sold on the idea. What could be more unusual than renting a dog while on vacation? Actually, 'renting' is the wrong word, because she doesn’t charge anything, but it sounds better than borrowing.
Gerry introduced us to our companion for the day, a multi-colored dachshund-Chihuahua mix named Koa. While Gerry made the dog a lunch consisting of slices of turkey, we were able to get acquainted with Koa.
After thirty minutes of getting Koa woken up from his nap and allowing Gerry to finish making our lunches, we were finally ready to embark on our journey that would have us going over 54 one-lane bridges and traversing over 600 hairpin curves. The Jeep top was down and our trusty steed was king of the backseat. We stopped off at numerous places for picture-taking as well as a swim under a natural waterfall. Koa could have cared less about getting out of the vehicle as he was more content with sleeping, so we left him in the Jeep. Wherever we went, whether it was a nature walk or a swim, Koa could always be found in the backseat basking in the sunlight.
We stopped for lunch at Waianapanapa State Park, one of Hawaii’s beautiful black sand beaches. Although Koa did not have a love of the water, he could be found getting his rays on the fine black sand. While most of the time he seemed snobby or irritable, he could not but help show his comedic side. A cigarette butt got lodged in between his paws and it appeared as if he was smoking. Before we left the beach, he was the star of the sand with everyone trying to get a picture of this adorable animal.
As we proceeded back to Haiku, I would glance at Koa in the backseat sleeping so peacefully. I began to wonder if he could talk what would he say. Probably something like, "I wish someone would take me somewhere other than Hana."
As we pulled back up to the Maui Grown Market to return Koa to his soft bed and his lovable owner Gerry, I was already beginning to miss him. When I opened the Jeep door, he disappeared in a matter of seconds inside the store. Although he was not as sad to see us go, Koa forever left an indelible impression on our lives and a unique experience that we are not too soon to forget.
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