When I was in the fourth grade, my family decided to take a trip to the Hawaiian Island of Maui. Although the five hour flight there was rather boring, I would soon learn that the trip would be much more interesting. We landed on a humid 85 degree sunny day in April, something I was not used to seeing in Whitefish. The family had rented a convertible jeep, and thanks to the weather we were able to make the best out of it. The first few days of the trip went smoothly- most of the time was taken up sightseeing around the island and looking for nice beaches to have picnics on. By around the fourth day, however, my dad and I had grown tired of doing the same thing everyday and decided to rent surfboards; we’d found a surf shop nearby, and a beach with waves that was even closer! To top this, the sun was extra bright…show more content… Waxing my board quickly, I was in the water before my dad had left the jeep! Oddly enough, this beach was rather secluded for being on an island, and not the relaxing kind of secluded, but more or less the kind of secluded that gives you weird vibes and allows the mind to wonder about.
Unlike most of the beaches on Maui, this beach had a rocky bottom and was slightly on the shallower side. There were a few others in the water. All of whom were stand up paddle boarding. Me being myself, I wondered why they would pass up surfing for stand up paddle boarding. Rowing a wide board on the waves just seemed too laid back to be enjoyable. After a few futile attempts to catch a wave, I realized why paddle boarding was ideal for this beach- The wake wasn’t quite big enough for my skinny board to hook. The older men on their wide paddle boards, however, were easily able to catch waves and make it
