Out of balance…………

This morning I woke up out of balance. Like a tire out of round, my mind was going thump thump thump instead of smooth. I am struggling with the “do” part of me against the “let it be” part of me. You would think that with all the big talk I do about it, I should have no problem, but I do. Every day.

But today was different. I made the decision yesterday to start a new journey. Not geographically, but something to fulfill the “do” part of me. It wouldn’t be a big deal, I have started lots of stuff, but I was struggling with my usual “keep it a secret until it’s done” with “this might be something I want to share with my friends”. We have all been there. And you know why it’s a struggle. If you share your new job, new love, your book, your new haircut, what ever, you open yourself up to peer criticism, the hardest kind on an ego. And also the fear of failing. No one knows but you if you were the only one who knew. On the other hand, if you don’t share and keep it a secret, you might miss two opportunities. One, maybe learn what someone else may know about it and share with you. And two, you might be helping someone out with an answer for their life. At the very least, I will be somewhat accountable if it’s out in the open. That can be a strong motivator in itself.

So I took my struggle to the beach hoping for an answer. I hadn’t been there for about a week, too busy with kids and my new venture. I was pleasantly surprised to find the Pavillion still standing and the beach was filling back up where there had been only trees and stumps.

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The beach was gone.
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The beach is back.

In fact, I like the new look of the Pavillion better now. (Picture at the top). Where there used to be a huge drop off to the water, now it slopes gently and gives the Pavillion a more beachy feel. Mother Nature knew what’s best.

On my 45 minute walk, I tried to “Let it be” and just take in the beauty and ground myself with the Earth. I encountered a small dead fish, which is rare to see on shore, and thought about life has a beginning and an end, and felt bad for the fish. I encountered small pieces of plastic washed up, and thought how fragile the environment is, and we as humans have to take the lead in preserving it. I walked past a young girl, also walking, and as we passed I noticed she had an air hose that she was breathing from, and a medical back pack I assume carried a tank. She was probably about 20. I thought that no matter how you might be feeling, there is always someone else with their struggles and hurdles. It made me feel good to be alive. We take ourselves way too seriously sometimes.

Did I get the answer I wanted? I think so. You will know it if I release the post titled Journey of a thousand miles.

When I got home and started this post, I felt like I had just come from the shop getting an alignment and a balance. I guess it’s all about perspective. But at least now I know what to do when I get Out of balance. How about you?

 

 

A journey of a thousand miles….

begins with a simple step. How often have we heard this quote from Lao-tzu dating back to BC 604 to 531? Remember, we count backward before A.D. We have all had that first simple step. How many steps have you taken in your lifetime from that first step as a baby? Staggers the mind. How about that new job, or marriage, or “I’m changing my life”?

Today I am taking my first step (My first real serious step), and I would like you to accompany me on my journey. I think you will find it fascinating, confusing, daunting, enlightening and maybe something you may want to put your shoes on for and step in my tracks along the way. What is it?

It’s making money on the internet. Now some of you may already be doing this either on the sly or right out in everyone’s face. Doesn’t matter. I have been digging around for months looking for ways how to do this. You already know I published two books with a third on the way, and have a blog. I can tell you right now there is no money in that. It might get you points in the vanity department, but no dollars in the bank.This is an “I learn, you learn” series of blogs. The good part for you….free.

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Get in the back kid

In this last week, I have made an all out effort to either make money on the internet or give up completely and get a job driving a school bus (nothing wrong with that either). In fact, if you look at my last post, I had a link to Amazon. If you clicked on it (which I surprisingly got 38 clicks) and bought the product, that gets me about 3% commission, which for that product is about $.09. If all of my followers bought it, I would make $1.34.  Why bother. Take the bus job. By the way, nobody bought it.

I believe that someone is making money on the internet, it’s just not me. I didn’t start my blog to make money. I did it because it was good therapy for me to document my stories and maybe someday leave a legacy for my kids to learn who their Dad was. I still feel that way and this blog will remain that way.

So I started poking around and found a whole lot of people who claim to have all the answers, for a price. And I fell for a couple. But the funny thing is, I did learn something to get me to that second step, then a third and a fourth.

Now I have signed up for a course from Clickbank (which I am sure you never heard of) which sets up affiliates (the people who sell stuff they don’t own) with their marketing efforts. Kind of like when I worked for a Car Dealership. I didn’t own any of the cars but got paid a commission when I sold them. What a great potential for little investment. But don’t be fooled, it takes hard work, determination, and a bit of luck. Just like the car business.

A half hour ago I watched the introduction to my first day. Yes, I shelled out $47 for the first month, then $47 a month every month I want to continue. That’s my first step. Lot’s of promises were made, testimonials were plenty, and the allure of internet dollars grabbed me.

Now granted,  I am starting this with a bit of built-in knowledge. I know how to get a domain name, get a hosting service, and build it so there is actually something there. This was not always easy and many times is just downright frustrating. But I said we are going to learn from the beginning, and we will. I am starting with a different domain than my current burltheblogger.com so I can use the suggestions made by the course I am about to take.

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Looks like a great place to take a nap.

One more thing. I always dreaded training in my previous career. I felt I wasted countless non-productive hours listening to many things either not necessary or sometimes worthless. I will try not to bore you with minute details. I don’t want this to be a how-to series. I want it to be like a movie. You can watch the story until the end. Hopefully, it all turns out the way we want.

I have researched and tried many programs, none worked. It’s content they say, or traffic, or an email list, or paid advertising. None worked for me. Right here and right now, I am going to talk about every step of the way, not in the technical sense, but from selling $0 to whatever it may be, in a way we will both understand.

This will probably change in time, but for now, I am going to name all my blogs on this subject: Starting an internet business for seniors. Why that, and does it leave the rest of us out? (Well, not me). On the contrary, what better way to learn than to learn a method that is geared towards the most unsavvy technical people around. I had the good fortune of working with computers for the last 28 years, so I feel comfortable with them. But I don’t know a damn thing about Snapchat, Twitter and whatever the newest thing is. And most people don’t. But nothing prepared me for what I have had to learn to get to where I am today. Now if this was information for someone in their 20’s, forget it.

If you are not the least bit interested in this, no problem. At least with the blog title, you can skip those. I am still going to post my other stuff too. I will try to add a little humor now and then to keep it real. Sit back and hang on. As they say in the movies, it’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey.

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Looking at the dollars piling up!!!

Day One.   $0 sales.  Signed up for the program for $47. Bought Domain name. $7

Total:  -$54

If you feel the need to read ahead, or want to dive right in, here’s a book to start with.

If you already have a website and want to learn more about affiliate marketing:

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Guest Blogger……………

I get great comments and really enjoy reading them. Here is one that didn’t get posted (not sure why) but I would like to share it with you. It’s from a friend of mine, Leanne.

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Burl,
I was writing a response to your blog, but it must be too long to accept it cuz it wouldn’t post it.  Here’s what I had to say:

I’ve lived my life in the moment, spur of the moment vs making plans.  It’s funny how we think the grass is greener on the other side. Sometimes I think life would have worked out better if I had a plan and stuck to it. Or maybe I would be needing anti depressant pills by this stage. My life has taught me that flexibility and a little craziness are necessities.
Today was the day I was going to shake rugs, do laundry, go grocery shopping and all those boring projects done before tomorrow when a new week of work begins.My friend from out of town called and invited me to take a hike up near Enger Tower, go to Hartley Nature Center to see if we can find butterflies in the butterfly garden and stop for coffee, so housework will need to wait.  I have more fun things to do with my time today.
Last Sunday, same thing happened. I was set up to clean the apartment and pack away my summer clothes.  I felt like getting out, packing away summer clothes can be a little depressing, so I went up to Enger Tower for a stroll. Way too many tourists mulling around.  So I went to Pike Lake for a hike. Met a guy who was preparing to go wind surfing. He shared the basics of the sport with me and I stayed to watch him glide on the water. It was so cool. Never got around to housework that day either.  Oh well, is what I say.  I live in the moment and the other stuff isn’t going away. It’ll still be needing to be done later. I used to wonder why I do what I want, not what I should.  It’s just how i live. I like the slogan; Just Do It!
The night before school started for my  9-year-old grandson, Connor, he told his mom he doesn’t need to go to school this year since he’s more a “doer” than a “thinker”.  He’s got some of that right!
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A good blog gets you thinking, and her comments did just that for me. I know I am a planner by nature, design or circumstance, not sure which. Not in the make a list kind of planning, but always thinking ahead of things I might have to deal with. Or times and places I have to be. (I am always early). Even if it’s years down the road.
I see the folly and the genius in that.
I haven’t always been this way. I am pretty sure I was as a kid, and from my late twenties on, but I did have a stretch when I did fly by the seat of my pants and set my sails whichever way the wind was blowing. If I said those were the good old days, I wouldn’t be lying.
Is there a difference in “living in the moment” or “living and planning for the future”? I think they are one and the same. In fact, in order to have a better future, you need to live in the present better.  Let me say that again.
To have a better future, you need to live in the present better.
Immerse yourself fully in today, this minute, this hour. You will get more out of life. You will learn more, be happier, less stressed, develop better relationships, and on and on. Living for the future, you will become paralyzed with indecision, withdraw from fun. Your day becomes counter productive to your goals.
And where would the dreamer be if they never came true? Live in the moment needs to have a purpose too. I wouldn’t call watching Judge Judy reruns all day qualifies for living in the moment.
Last winter (if you can call it that over here) I did a lot of reading about Manifestation.
It was very absorbing and motivating. Making things happen by letting them happen. Trouble was, it never really worked for me. Just like everything else, I tried too hard to make it happen, which is like pushing a rope. Doesn’t work that way. That’s the same way I have always gone about living in the moment. Can’t force it. Doesn’t work that way.
So my Guest Blogger refers to me as a “Thinker” vs a “Doer”. She’s right in the “Think way too much about everything” category, but right and wrong about the “Doer” label.
She’s right that I have seldom “done” those take a chance things that veer you off the straight and narrow. But she’s wrong about me not “doing”. I have done all of those things I expected I should do.
I know just about everyone can relate to this. When you are doing those things expected of you (like work), you are thinking about and wishing you were doing anything else but. And when you are doing those other things you were thinking about, you can’t help thinking about work. At least I can relate to it. Maybe that comes from forcing those moments.
Kind of like what I am doing right now. I am writing this blog, with my kids sitting next to me in the living room of this small house. I am thinking I should be doing something with them, making a memory. And if I were to stop right now, when I am doing something with them, I will be thinking about what to write next or that I need to finish this blog.
Come to think of it……………………Bye!
 

 

If you are interested in manifestation, here is a link to some great books.

 

 

Metformin…………..

Would you believe this person is 115 years old?

If you do, then I want to talk to you about some wonderful investment opportunities that I have for you. Of course, he isn’t that old.  But what’s to say that he won’t be the norm for 115 years old in the years to come (Without becoming a Vampire).

This morning on the Today show, they had a segment about a breakthrough new drug, that may extend life, cure the disease of old age( it’s a disease), and keep you healthy for many years into old age. That drug is called Metformin.

Metformin was discovered in 1922. French physician Jean Sterne began to study it in humans in the 1950s. It was introduced as a medication in France in 1957 and the United States in 1995. It is on the World Health Organization’s List of Essential Medicines, the most effective and safe medicines needed in a health system. Metformin is believed to be the most widely used medication for diabetes which is taken by mouth.  

So what? Here’s what. The only proven way to extend life span right now is calorie restriction. Yup, that’s right, less food. It has been studied extensively for years, and life span is increased when an individual eats less, although you do need to get the essentials from food. Metformin reduces the amount of sugar made by the liver, limits the amount of sugar absorbed into the body from the diet, and makes insulin receptors more sensitive (helping the body respond better to its own insulin). All of these effects cause a decrease in blood sugar levels. So in short, Metformin reduces the amount of calories you absorb, thereby limiting the harm that those calories and sugar do.

On the Today show,  they are saying that Metformin may reduce heart disease, cancer, and other effects of old age. Is this new? Probably to most of you.

I was introduced to Metformin back in 2010 through the Life Extension Foundation. They talked about all the positive health benefits, little side effects, and that if everyone took it, it would greatly ease the burden of health care in the world, but would extend life span without turning into an “old person”.

Trouble was, and they recognized it, that you couldn’t get the drug without a prescription. That’s a problem because most doctors will only prescribe a restricted medicine when there is a documented medical problem. The only way you will be prescribed it is if you have diagnosed Type II Diabetes. Being the health pioneer I consider myself to be, I looked outside the system and found a source to acquire Metformin.

I have been taking 500mg, twice a day, for 6 years now. I have not been diagnosed with Diabetes. No side effects (except for the need to write a blog) that I know of. I definitely feel it’s one of two “secret sauce” medications that I take that help me to feel 30 years younger. (No, it’s not pot).  I’ll talk about the other one in the future. I believe that calorie restriction works, buts it’s a lifestyle I am not prepared to adhere to. Neither is anyone else.

About 2 years ago, I brought the subject up with my doctor. I mentioned that I was taking Metformin on a regular basis, and she asked me why, because I had no indication of Type II Diabetes. I explained the theory behind it all, which she had never heard of, and asked if she would be willing to write me a prescription for the drug. I felt I had a pretty good working relationship with her, and if there were no side effects, and all my testing came back positive, there shouldn’t be a problem. She said no, as she felt there was no reason for me to be taking it. End of that story.

Let me preface this by saying I am not recommending that anyone go out and try it if your doctor doesn’t recommend it. You have to make your own decisions. This is the disclaimer in case you want to sue me later. But what I will tell you, is what I feel it has done for me.

I don’t gain weight. No matter what I eat now, my weight doesn’t fluctuate 5 pounds.

I feel like I did when I was 30. In a lot of ways, I feel better. Seems like back then, I always thought I had some sort of serious medical condition going on (which I didn’t). I am over that. I feel great.

I can still do math.  (OK, I am throwing this in because I am the only one who can help my daughter with her calculus math problems).

I am not depressed. When you don’t feel well, don’t look well, you don’t act well, I think it has an effect on your attitude.  I look forward to every day, every year, and honestly expect to live a long time.

Finally, and this is big for me, I feel I will be there for my kids when they need me. They will suffer enough pain growing up even without the pain of losing a Dad. I am not about to let that happen.

I’m glad the Today show let the secret out. Now maybe it will easier to get a precription from a doctor. Don’t expect things to change overnight. The FDA (US Food and Drug Administration) is a slow moving bureaucracy Things don’t happen because of a news story. It’s really up to you to see if this is something you should incorporate into your life. I’m not trying to sell the stuff. Research it yourself and you make the decision, not the government.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Let It Be…………..

Let it Be was a song written and sung by Paul McCartney and released as a single by the Beatles in March of 1970, a year before I graduated high school. The album followed. It was also the last song that he wrote before leaving the Beatles to pursue a solo career.

When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Yeah, there will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Yeah, there will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

Paul McCartney’s mother died of an embolism when he was 14. Her name was Mary. One night she came to him in a dream during a difficult time when the Beatles were recording the White Album, and she told him (in the dream) that “It will be alright, let it be”. He remembered that dream and the impact it had on him. That was the inspiration and meaning for the song although it has been interpreted many times in other ways.

We all have times of troubles. Are you aware of how the universe is trying to ease your burden and help you? Whether it’s by circumstance, or a dream, or what we call luck, things always seem to work out. Not always in the way we planned, but something we can cope with and be happy with. Your destiny in this life is to be happy. No matter how long it takes.

I walk the beach for exercise, and to let my mind get a break. It doesn’t always work out that way. Today I found myself so absorbed in the problems I was trying to solve, that I dismissed the beauty of the sand, and the wind, and the waves. Before I knew it, I had returned to my car and didn’t really unwind. Unwinding releases creativity, and creativity is what I was trying to accomplish. I didn’t unwind, so came back feeling frustrated. I thought to myself, I got nothing accomplished today walking. Then I realized that I was thinking counter intuitive to that. Just the act of trying to accomplish something while walking on the beach prevented me from doing just that.

After getting in the car and on my way home, I realized I should have Let it Be. Not the wisdom of a Beatles song, but how I should live my life. As a parent, I now realize how often I tell my kids it will be alright. Whether it’s a bruised elbow or an ego.  And it makes them feel better. And I remember my Mom telling me countless times that it will be alright. And she was right. It always was, and is.

When I reread the words Paul wrote some 47 years ago, before I could comprehend the meaning, and what the meaning really was, I can’t help thinking about my Mom. How she was always on my side, by my side, encouraging me, and telling me I could accomplish anything I wanted to do in life. I have fought so hard against the grain. To push when I didn’t need to. To struggle.  It didn’t matter to her. She knew what was best for me.  She never gave up.

They say you never really understand the sacrifices your parents make for you until you have kids. It’s true for me. As my kids grow I see the miracle they are, and how I would do anything for them. You try to teach them to be happy, to enjoy life, to be safe.

I hope  I get to enjoy a long life. But no matter how long I have, when that time comes and  I am gone, and my kids are in times of trouble, I will come to them in a dream:

And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on you
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be.

Thank you, Mom. For believing……………..

 

 

 

Karma…………..

A few blogs ago I showed pictures of the beach erosion on the south end of Baldwin Beach.

I was down there today and was surprised that the beach erosion continues. This is the Pavillion that has been there a long time. A few months ago, it was about 100 feet to the water. Now it’s about 20.  (I couldn’t find a before picture). I was walking the other day and a local who had lived there for about 16 years told me he had never seen the beach like this. He figured the Pavillion will end up collapsing into the water.

Now what is interesting about this event, it started about the time they kicked the homeless people out who had been occupying this area. The Pavillion was shelter from storms and blazing sun. The beach was a pot smokers dream. (You never had to worry if the couch would burn up when you dropped the ash in the cushions).  The sound of drums and acoustical guitars filled the air every day. I would say that the homeless were in tune with Mother Nature here. Now it seems the beach and the Pavillion will both be gone, like the homeless.

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There were no demonstrations. No cars were flipped over and store windows were broken and looted. No angry mobs with signs. Didn’t even make the news. The peaceful woods dwellers left without protest.

Seems like sometimes a message is sent. Sometimes it doesn’t come from Man.

Karma’s a bitch………………

 

 

 

I don’t have time………….

I picked up my kids from school today, same time every day, 2:20 PM.  And as always, sunny skies and warm. The kids just had a three day weekend over Labor Day and weren’t much in the mood for school this morning. Can’t blame them.

But my son happily gets in the car, had a great day at school, and says “Let’s go to the beach”.

I had a busy day, getting the kids to school in the morning, picking up gas and groceries at Costco, and watching Youtube tutorials in preparation for switching my website design. I had been thinking as I was driving to get the kids that I was anxious to get back and finish one particular video that had a lot of information (it is three hours long). And my blog site was a mess. Then I was cooking dinner and needed to do a little cleaning and laundry. And it was hot in the house.

“Not today Bud” I said. “And weren’t we just at the beach every day for the last three days for at least 3 hours a day?”

“So?” he replied.

“So isn’t that enough for the week? We can’t go every day. Why don’t we just go this weekend?”

“No. I want to practice some Boogie Board moves. Let’s go today”

Didn’t he know it was a thirty-minute drive? Didn’t he know I was in the middle of a project? Didn’t he know rush hour was going to start? Didn’t he know I had dishes to clean, dinner to cook, laundry to wash, things I wanted to get done? Didn’t he know I would have like a beach break?  I didn’t  even need to ask. I knew what he would say. “So?”

What is it that prevents us from living in the moment. I know that with work and family come responsibilities. I know it isn’t always convenient. It’s guilt. Maybe it’s not guilt. Maybe I’m not sure. I guess I have never been able to explain that brake on life I seem to apply when faced with situations that fly in the face of the planned day, week, month, the life that I think I should adhere to.

I want to be spontaneous. Take chances, live an unplanned day, drive the opposite way, wake up late, leave the dirty dishes in the sink. Have no idea what time it is, don’t care what the stock market is doing, never watch the news again. Take a shower at night instead of the morning, grow my hair long, put an earring in my nose, (ok, not that one). I want my kids to know how to enjoy life. Not by someone telling them, but by living it.  I want to enjoy an unfettered life.

Took me 3 minutes to say “Yes, let’s go to the beach.”. See, I am getting better. But with conditions.

“We can only stay an hour. You need to do your homework when we get back. And if we go today, absolutely no beach tomorrow.”  So I’m not perfect.

We went and he had a great time in the water even though there were only small waves. I had a great time watching him. We stayed two hours. I wanted to stay the extra half hour to watch the sunset, but I had let myself off the leash for enough time. We saw the sun set in the rear view mirror on the way home.

It’s interesting seeing posts on Facebook. If you throw out the shares, likes, comments, and ads, what you are basically seeing is someone at their “enjoy life” time. Pictures on trips, at the cabin, day off, family get together’s, pictures of the kids, pets, and other fun stuff. This is the life we all want to have. All the time.

Other than when I was a kid, this is probably the closest I have come to let some of the chains off my strict control of my happiness. I have heard this on more than one occasion, but when the subject of enjoying life comes up, the word is that I think too much. Analysis paralysis. It is true.

I am definitely going to start thinking less, when I get time.

Leave the dishes, let’s go have fun.

I asked my daughter if she wanted to come with to the beach with us. She said no. I think she has issues.

 

 

 

Changing WordPress Themes

Sorry if things look a bit confusing for you on the site today. If they are confusing for you, just think how I feel. I am updating my WordPress Theme.

A WordPress theme is the look and structure of the blog website. The one I was using was made in 2015, and am updating to the 2017 Blog Theme. No big deal, it’s free and everything that was on my old website transfers over.  Just have some tweaking to do, and change the stock photos to make them mine.

I am also going to add some more features and links, but a day at a time.  So bear with me. (I am trying to remain calm).

Also going to add another Category. Health and Supplements.  I  am a living testimony to 50 years, give or take, of supplementing with vitamins. I know what worked for me and what didn’t, and want to share a bit of that.

There is nothing permanent except change.      Heraclitus

You Rich Beach……..

Want to feel like a billionaire on the beach, but the guy begging for gas on the corner has more horse power than you. Then Palauea (or White Rock Beach as is known locally), is the place to set your umbrella up for the day. Remember the blog about Polo beach? This one is just down the road from there, maybe a half mile past oceanfront villas and beachfront mansions in the upscale town of Wailea. Instead of turning right into the lot for Polo beach, turn left until you come to a single lonely Porta Potty. There it is. You have to park your car along the road, no lot, and walk on one of two tree covered paths to the beach, maybe 100 feet or so. There you are greeted by a beautiful white sand stretch of beach about three football fields long, capped on both ends by lava formations. Lot’s of fish and Sea Turtles occupy these waters, and since it is facing west, would make for some killer sunsets. The picture above is my beach gear and my daughter pretending we are rich. (She’s better at it than I am).

Because there is no formal lot, facilities, and is in a residential neighborhood, it doesn’t attract a lot of tourists or locals who want to come and have their weekend get together’s. It’s pretty quiet as you can see by the pictures, and this is on Sunday on Labor Day Weekend. So if you picture your life in a beachfront home with about as private a beach you can get, then this is it. My kids both agreed we should look for a house there. Sorry kids, no lottery in Maui. Here’s looking south first, then north.

My son loves to be in the water, and he did just that for the three hours today we were there. Of course, he is a social little guy too, so made some boogie boarding friends right away. Dad and daughter didn’t stray far from the umbrella, the waves were too big for wading, and the sand was hot from the 89-degree midday sun. I know, what the heck is he complaining about.  On the north end were some fishermen with about 6 lines in the water. The only thing they caught was a turtle, which they let go. Here is my son catching a wave.

Now if we could walk up to our beachfront villa, we could just wash off in the Private outdoor shower along the gated path to the house. Put on a soft silk robe and settle next to the infinity pool with a cool Pina Colada and think “I wonder what the poor people are doing today?” But no. We have to climb in the hot car with everything we have full of sand, and sit on hot leather with wet clothes. That’s what the poor people are doing today. Most of the larger beaches have showers to rinse your stuff off, so there is a price you must pay if you want to play rich and you’re not. But after unloading the car, rinsing everything off including us, clothes in the washer, and a quick vacuum, I couldn’t have spent the day any better. Just to prove it, here is a quick three-minute video in case you didn’t get to the beach today. Rich Beach that is……

 

 

 

 

 

It’s Poke fun time…………

It’s not Polka all you Bohunks and old farts.

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And it’s not that crazy but lovable character Pokey and his faithful sidekick Gumby.

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It’s Poke, pronounced Poh-Keh. (I think of it as Poe-Kay). It’s fish, usually ahi tuna, that is cubed and sold mainly raw. If you want to cook it when you get home, that’s up to you, but it is traditionally eaten raw. It is mostly mixed with other ingredients to soften the fish flavor, I like the California mix myself. A tangy sauce, some other mystery things I have no idea what it is, and cubed raw fish. When I first got here, I couldn’t imagine why anyone would want to eat the stuff, comparing it to lutefisk, that dreaded northern staple. But after seeing how many people buy it at the grocery store, I decided to give it a try, and I really like it. My kids don’t even want to look at it. Some of the best places to buy Poke is supermarkets. Here is the display case at my local one, Foodland.

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Yup, that cooler is stuffed with raw fish, and a few other strange sea creatures on the left. All Poke is not created equal. There is fresh, and there is fish that has been frozen and gassed with Carbon Monoxide. Frozen to preserve it longer and kill any potential health threats, and gassed to preserve the fresh fish red color. I prefer fresh, but have eaten both kinds and really can’t tell the different the way I dress it up to eat.  It’s not cheap though. I bought some today, and here is what I paid.

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Yup, $12 bucks a pound. But half a pound is a lot, and about all I can eat even if I am really hungry. As you can see, there are a few other ingredients. That’s because of the mix I get. I started to eat the Hawaiian way, but switched when it got a little to fishy for me. The only thing they put in that is onions, soy, sea salt, and a little bit of seaweed.

No one knows the real origin of Poke, although the Hawaiians claim it. Many cultures around the world eat raw fish, and have for centuries. I think you know by now that fish is good for you. In moderation. I say that because large predator fish like tuna also carry Mercury in their flesh (the part we eat). Although there are no definitive proven Mercury dangers, the recommendation is to only eat tuna 2 or 3 times a week. If you want to eat more fish, eat small fish like sardines or smelt (That’s a fish you don’t hear much about). They don’t have the Mercury issue as much.

I know Poke has moved off the islands an is now very popular on the Mainland (what Hawaiians call the 48 states). It has caused some demand pressures, and that’s why it’s probably spendy as it is. While I am on the subject, fish and chicken are two of the most expensive meats on the island compared to the mainland prices. You can get hamburger at Costco for $3.99, and steak for around $9 a pound for good steak. Salmon can get up to $12 a pound, and chicken close to $6. We are surrounded by water full of fish, and there are loose chickens all over the place. Go figure.

When I have a little left over, that no longer may qualify for “fresh”, I fry the poke up in a pan with some eggs, and it makes a killer scrambled egg dish.

But for now, I’m hungry. It’s Poke time………….

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