My World Series-loving buddy Loren and I. He's repping a local baseball team.
WORLD SERIES IN THE BAG. FACT.
Sunset, sunset, sunset.
Not a Lone Palm.
Asan prime seating
Not smooth sailing...
All Souls' Day at the Veterans' Cemetery
That would be Buster Posey on the TV, who just won the WORLD SERIES.
No pugua here!
Such good times. Danny's good times.
Jeez, what IS allowed??
All Souls' Day decorations.
Cemetery, school, power plant. Circle of life.
Guam Veterans' Cemetery for All Souls' Day.
Home Depot workers on the mainland aren't this multilingual!
End to end.
Rainbow on the water.
Rainbow against gray sky.
Yes, yes, more rainbow.
Nah, we're good over here.
But there's fresh chicken over here!
Sunset Grill for dinner on Asan Bay
Malibu & Pine? Make it a double!
A goat doing what goats do.
Lush rail, reminds me of a tropical Seattle.
There was a three-tiered, stunning waterfall up the valley from this one, but immediately after taking this photo, there was a torrential downpour and I had to hide my camera.
When things are muddy and wet and painful, just look up and remember where you are.
Our intrepid prof (who, with others, led the expedition) in the middle of one of his Chamorro history talks.
Cetti Bay is getting closer!
YAY! We are at the bottom of the mudslide-like trail of gravel and swordgrass! Time to rinse off in the river.
Things grow out of other things in the jungle.
I can't believe I lost that perfect walking stick.
Look of incredulity: I can't believe how hard this is/I can't believe how much I love this.
Lifecycle of the coconut: First, sprout through shell.
Lifecycle of the coconut: Keep sprouting!
Lifecycle of the coconut: Root into something!
I became obsessed with these, but then realized there is no shortage of them in the jungle. We all win!
The amazing trail, which was the river.
This was our reward for the intense trail. Cetti Bay is beautiful.
Swimming with all of your muddy clothes on was the norm in our group.
Some of our group taking a much-needed break.
This was my view when I was having my snack.
The south side of Cetti Bay.
Cetti Bay is the site of an ancient Chamorro village. Leave it to the Spanish to come in and burn it to the ground.
Where the river meets the sea.
Still breaking before the very intense trek back up.
This member of our group just let the gentle waves wash his fatigue away.
This is the end of the river, which was the last part of our trail. The water was about 3 feet deep, with another foot of the strangest texture of silty mud sunction I'd ever felt.
I love how the palms seem to be crowding each other out on the beach.
Tropical beach, etc., etc.
This boat would have been the easiest way home. Too bad I wasn't friends with that guy.
There was no way to photograph ALL of the amazing shells and washed-up coral. This cool lil' bit will have to do, alas...
Starting the trek to Sella Bay, the base of our hike back up.
Like a tropical Beacon Rock...
This was before the trek back up. Simpler times.
The Spanish Bridge, built as part of a network leading back to the capital. This was, you know, after they finished all their raping and pillaging of the Chamorros.
Our group! Final break before heading back up...
Up and up and up and up we went...
Our prof/leader taking a much-needed waterfall massage break.
See that rope behind me? Yeah, that was the easiest part of the trail.
Post-hike Japanese dinner!
My current desktop background image...
On the way to Shark's Cove
Crossing a few amazing beaches to get to the right spot
Nice little surf on Shark's Cove
Freshly-split coconut is a very satisfying snack
Relaxing floaty time!
Heading back as the sun starts its descent...
The trek back was so worth it
Doesn't this remind you of the Oregon coast?
Two Lovers' Point from the north
Last glace towards the beaches
Almost back to the starting point!
IGNORE THE TEMPTATION?? Grr...
Don't want to wait for a bus? Just buy a car! Grr...