Maui Sportfishing

The day started out early.


Our lunches were packed and we were ready for the sea.


At the harbor by 2:30 am to meet the crew who had already gone out to get bait fish around midnight.


We boarded the No Problem with our 2 co-captains, another father and son-in-law from San Diego and a couple from Tahoe.


And we were off.


After making our way out of Lahaina harbor we headed southwest for about 40 miles until we were off the coast near Kaupo. I had been on boats before and had usually felt fine on the water. I was really excited and wasn’t too worried about getting sick. I even took some all natural motion sickness medicine before the trip. It was dark and there was going to be some rough water where we were heading so we all had to stay in the cabin on the trip over.

It took about two and a half hours to get to our first fishing spot. The entire time I kept feeling more and more queasy, telling myself if I can just make it until the sun comes up and we start fishing I will be ok. At our first stop it was still dark. The captain came down and asked how everyone was doing. I looked at him tilting my hand side to side with a ‘not so good’ look on my face. I knew I was at the point of no return. I stood up, walked past him, leaned over the side of the boat and started chumming the water. After my session had finished a wave of relief came over me and I felt great! Was that all that needed to happen!? Would I be fine now for the rest of the trip? Within a minute, my joy and hope were thrown overboard and I watched them sink slowly but surely down to the bottom of the ocean. The queasiness came back full force.

After about 15 minutes of fishing they soon realized that we weren’t going to have any luck here and it was time to move on to the next spot. It was still fairly dark and the water was pretty rough so they had everyone get back in the cabin. I was glued to the edge of the boat though. I physically could not move from where I had planted my feet and secured two death grips to the side of the boat.  Thankfully I think they realized this and let me stay there. The ride over was pretty rough and probably lasted about 20 minutes. I was soaked head to toe twice from the splash of waves coming over the side of the boat.


The sun was just rising out of the water, I had just finished my 3rd session of chumming the water and the fishing had begun. There wasn’t much action at the beginning besides the boat being tossed around by the water while the captain tried to control the boat with one hand and fish with the other. Finally after my 4th session I must have chummed the water enough to attract some fish. From the corner of my eye (I was still glued to my original spot, still unable to move) I saw Kevin reeling in an ahi! Soon the ahis where coming in pretty steadily. The captain, sitting up in the tower, was yelling excitedly about someone’s fish gushing blood and how it was attracting bigger fish! Next thing I hear is that there is a shark swimming around and the captain starts yelling, “You gotta start reeling that thing a lot faster! This shark will get that fish in a heart beat!” Then he starts hootin’ and hollerin’ about something else and throws a handful of pennies on the deck. This is all while navigating the boat through some fairly rough water and a strong current.


We were finally wrapping up and I had just finished my 6th session when we hooked another ahi and the captain asked if I wanted to reel this last one in. I decided I would use the 60 seconds of not feeling too horrible that came after each chumming session to reel in the last fish. I peeled away my stiffened fingers from the side of the boat and with my last ounce of both mental and physical energy I reeled the ahi in!


We were headed back and going pretty fast when all the sudden we hooked an ono! The prized catch of the day.


The captain skillfully filleted the fish for us right there on the boat.


And we had plenty of freshly caught ahi and ono to grill for dinner!




My Family is Here!

Being a family means you are a part of something very wonderful. It means you will love and be loved for the rest of your life. No matter what.

I have found that the most difficult part of living in Maui is being so far away from family, so it is always a blessing to have them visit. When my parents and grandma arrived we had them over for dinner and my grandma got to see our house for the first time.


The next morning I took them to the lavender farm by our house.



We had lavender tea and lavender scones and walked through the beautiful gardens.




For the first few nights they stayed at the Wailea Beach Marriott.


The infinity pool was very enjoyable.


We had a couple of great dining experiences in Wailea.


Monkeypod Kitchen


And Matteo’s Osteria



We went out to Dumps, or Ahihi Kinau Natural Area Reserve, to check out the snorkeling scene. This is the area of Maui’s most recent lava flow so there is a lot of lava rock. And goats.


Brandon and my dad had an awesome snorkeling experience. Lots of fish, an eel and a huge turtle.


While the men went out fishing, my grandma and my mom and I walked through Lahaina town and watched the boats coming in.onogelato

The next morning we had breakfast at the Gazebo where the macadamia nut pancakes and fried rice are the most popular items on the menu. Everyone got the pancakes and we had to get a side of fried rice to try. Everything was delicious.


The restaurant also has a pretty great view.


We went to see dragon’s teeth and the interesting white lava.



Then we drove around the west Maui mountains.


My dad learned to stay on the trail at the Nakalele Blowhole.


And then we explored beautiful ‘Iao Valley.


‘Iao Needle


‘Iao Stream


Time spent with family is always special and I’m so thankful my parents and my grandma were able to come visit!


Who’s next?? 🙂


Look Up


I came to an upsetting realization today. While walking up the road with Mochi, my eyes on the pavement and a million thoughts running through my head, I thought, “Wow, it feels really humid today.” I looked up toward Haleakala and saw blue skies and gray, wispy clouds clinging to its side and wondered if it was a clear enough day to see the ocean from our house. This is when I realized that it was 10:30 in the morning and I hadn’t even looked out the window at the ocean. I had even walked down our driveway on the start of our walk and somehow never looked up.

I love the ocean. That’s why I live way out in the middle of one. When I was 17 I moved from the Sacramento Valley to San Diego. Not only did I now live closer to the ocean, I lived in Point Loma, right on the coast. I had an ocean view from my dorm room at Point Loma Nazarene University.window

I would gaze at the sparkling blue water on my way to class, while I was eating at the cafeteria, from the track during P.E. class, and even from the windows of my chemistry lab. As an excited new freshman I vowed to never take for granted this beauty that surrounded me.ptloma001juicy

When we moved to Maui almost 9 months ago, I couldn’t believe how easily we found our little cottage and that we were even blessed with a view of the ocean, west Maui and Lana’i. Once again, I vowed to never take this for granted.

The thing is, I consider myself a pretty oblivious person. I could be running down a trail and run smack dab into someone if Brandon didn’t yank me out of the way.  Maybe I can blame this in part on hardly ever wearing my glasses, but probably not. Sometimes I find myself so caught up in my head or my iPhone that I don’t notice much around me. I realized that happened today. I don’t know how long we will be here on Maui, so while we are here I want to take it all in, absorb it, and never ignore it. I want to see more, experience more and all in all just do more.

My hope for myself and for you is that wherever we are, we will take a look around. Take our eyes off the pavement, look out our windows, notice people around us. Put our phones down while we’re with friends or in a room full of strangers. Look up, notice the beauty surrounding us, take it all in and never take it for granted.



Breakfast with AshnBran

I love bagels. Honestly, I love any and all bread-like foods. But I had never thought about making bagels myself. I really had no idea at all what the process entailed, so I went directly to Pinterest. There were many recipes, but I went with Peter Reinhart’s recipe because for some reason he sounded important and I think he wrote a book about bread or something. His bagel recipe requires a 2-3 day process which sounds a bit intimidating, but once you read through the directions it doesn’t seem so bad. The bagels are just refrigerated during much of the process.

There aren’t many ingredients involved, which is nice. According to Peter Reinhart, the barley malt is the key to an authentic bagel.ingredientsKneading this dough nearly broke my stand mixer, it was so thick and elasticky. After the proper refrigeration, I attempted to shape my bagels first with the technique most professionals use (rolling out into a rope, then bringing the ends together and sealing by rolling and squeezing), then quickly moved on to the technique used by the average layperson (poking a hole through the center of a ball of dough).shapedI refrigerated the bagels a little over 24 hours. Then came the weirdest part of the recipe. Poaching the bagels.maltpoachAfter poaching, you can top with desired toppings and bake.toppingsmeThey turned out amazing.bagelsonplatechalkbagelsclose

I would definitely recommend this recipe, and I can’t wait to try other variations and flavors.