Otherwise known as, the day I finally get my butt on a surfboard. Hooray!

How many times did the Boy go out surfing that day? Three? Four? I’m not sure, but he was out surfing when I woke up.

He wasn’t the only early morning surfer.

After a failed attempt with snorkeling at one beach (the water was too murky), we headed back to Black Rock.

Black Rock is a popular spot.

Well, you know. We try.

That’s better!

Your Pale Narrator.

We ate at the Hula Grill again after Black Rock. Mmmmmm.

Old Guys Rock!

I like the wooden peace sign necklace.

Adorable!

Hey, little turtle.

When we returned to our hotel, the Boy went out surfing again.

There’s Sherman (more about him later).

Such determination.

Ta da!

Look at the cute surfer dudes hanging out on the grass.

Sherman was a dude that camped outside our hotel all day long, waiting for tourists to come along so he could give them surfing lessons (which he charged for). He was really nice to the Boy, however, and gave him lots of pointers for free.

Ahhhhhh.

Ooh, the moment of truth. I trusted Fleeta with my camera (it was hard) to document my first time on a surfboard.

Off we go!

We started off like this, and then he let me go…

…but there are NO PHOTOS to document the time I was on the surfbaord by myself, NOT A SINGLE ONE, and granted, I didn’t even stand, it was all sitting and then all those times I was under a wave, BUT STILL, I’M NOT BITTER AT ALL yes I am oh well.

Then it was back to my role as cheerleader while the Boy went out again.

10 billion photos of the Boy surfing, zero photos of me…um, “surfing”. Heigh ho.

He certainly has the upper body strength for it.

Wouldn’t you want to spend all day in that?

Double rainbow!

Yay.

I can assure you that I did not take this photo. The Boy and his parents must have yelled “WHALE!” about 20,000 times while we were in Maui; I missed it every time. After a few days I stopped caring (sniff!).

IIIII don’t think I’m gonna make the goal of completing the Maui entries before June, considering June is tomorrow (isn’t that weird?). I’ll shoot for this week, though. I mean really it’s not like I’m doing anything else.