The Adventures of Annie and Steven Berger: 3/25/22: Kauai's Kilauea National Wildlife Refuge, Lighthouse & More

Steven and I were extremely lucky that our condo in the Princeville resort community on Kauai's North Shore was so near the Ka Haku walking paths as we could walk for miles and never tire of the beautiful views.

We hadn't recalled ever seeing slate signs before those in Princeville.

Suellen: I wondered if you and Ron have ever golfed in Princeville before? If you haven't, you should bop over to Kauai as the ocean views from the course were sublime.

I "cheated" finding out that these were Red-crested Cardinals by seeing a postcard of them in the Kilauea National Wildlife Refuge gift shop a little later! The bird, also known as the Brazilian Cardinal, was first introduced to Hawaii from South America. I also learned it's fond of eating indigenous akoko plants at the refuge.

This was our first sighting of an albatross - we only knew what it was several minutes later when we walked on the Makai Golf Course path and saw a sign with a picture of them! After hearing the expression forever about "an albatross around your head," I certainly thought they would have been hugely bigger!

The albatross nesting area was among these trees on the golf course so there were signs cautioning golfers and walkers to stay clear.

Several minutes later, we saw what we figured had to be an albatross mating dance while walking on the path by the homes in the background. I've been kicking myself ever since for not taking photos of the two albatrosses rapidly circling and bowing, and raising their beaks skyward.

We arrived at the tee when the group of yoga participants was just finishing their morning workout.

We wouldn't have wanted to be on this tee in an even stronger wind lest we were flung into the bushes below!

Too cute a lawn ornament to NOT include as we drove later to the Kilauea National Wildlife Refuge and Lighthouse!

You could tell who all the early birds were, all impatiently waiting like us for the gates to open for our 10 am timed entry! We had to 'contend' with standing at the barrier overlooking the bay and with a view of the Kilauea Lighthouse at the tip of the refuge - so, so tough, right?!

Crater Hill was the large hill directly across from the lighthouse.

More of the oddly-shaped leaved Hala tree that we'd first seen at Limahuli Garden & Preserve.

The diagram showed Laysan albatrosses conducting their mating dance in a complex courtship ritual - shaking their heads at each other, then pointing their beaks straight up in the air accompanied by whistles, quacks, moos, and bill-clacking. Just like we'd seen earlier on our walk!

We could see hundreds of birds across from us on Crater Hill but they were mere specks and I couldn't have told you what birds we were viewing. Some of them, I knew, had to be Red-footed Boobies as I'd read they were year-round residents and the most easily seen seabirds at the refuge. They nest from February-September and roost and nest on trees and shrubs at Crater Hill.

Since the Kilauea Lighthouse, named after the late Hawaiian senator Daniel Inouye, was built in 1913, it has played an important role in the country's history as the westernmost lighthouse. With Kilauea Point also being the northernmost point in the main Hawaiian islands and at an elevation of 180 feet, the lighthouse was the first location that ships traveling from Asia would encounter. After the ravages of time, use, and weather took their toll on the lighthouse, it was restored in time for the centennial celebration.

Kilauea's 'crown jewel' was its Fresnel lens which was the largest clamshell lens of any lighthouse in the world. It used the refractive properties of glass to engineer a lens that would project light a great distance.

Kilauea's unique signal was two flashes every ten seconds. The lens had over 400 glass prisms and a double bullseye on each side. The light from the oil vapor lamp was visible from twenty miles away at sea. Lighthouse keepers had to clean the lens daily of oil, grease, and dust.

As you can imagine, technological advances have made lighthouses obsolete. Kilauea Point was the last manned lighthouse in the Hawaiian islands and, in 1979, it was placed on the Hawaii and National Register of Historic Places.

Thanks to the park ranger, we were able to spot lots of Wedge-tailed Shearwaters who nest in burrows on the ridge from now to November. I've got very acute hearing but I still couldn't hear what is described as the unusual moaning and crying sounds they make.

The ranger said that it's the refuge's responsibility to mow the grassy knoll atop Crater Hill frequently to better allow baby red-footed boobies to take off and land.

According to pictures we saw at the refuge, the albatrosses we'd seen earlier were likely of the Laysan species. Nicknamed "gooney birds," they spend most of their lives at sea and are only at the refuge from November to July.

The ranger said the White-tailed Tropicbird rarely strays from tropical seas and is found in all the oceans.

We'd hoped to catch a glimpse of dolphins and humpback whales but we were out of luck.

Though we certainly can't claim to be birders, our experience at the refuge was still pretty magical on that gorgeous day. Seeming so many birds soaring on the trade winds and nesting on the steep ocean cliffs was special even if we couldn't tell which bird was which.

I have no idea if this is an 'official' interpretation of what Aloha means but was it ever beautiful.

Since this was our first non-rainy day on Kauai, we hightailed it to Anini Beach where we spent an hour or so soaking up the sun. We normally love to walk along the beach but the sand was very rocky which made it uncomfortable to walk on.

Common throughout Hawaii are these signs cautioning drivers to slow down for the nene, the state bird that almost became extinct.

Also on Kauai's North Shore was Haena State Park so we decided to check it out.

The views were just as stunning as at Anini but the beach was a dream to walk on with fine, soft sand.

Across from the park was Maniniholo Dry Cave which sounded like an appealing option after spending the afternoon in the sun. As it was an important site to Hawaiians, visitors were asked not to walk on the entrance walls and to treat the cave with respect.

We could walk into the large open cave about forty feet or so until the low ceiling made further progress impossible. Walking on the sandy floor and hearing the faint sounds of water dripping down the walls made us wonder about its past.

Driving on the island's North Shore required endless patience as there was only one road in and out also some one-lane bridges to delay drivers even further. To drive from near the end of the road on the northwestern tip took close to an hour and it was only 15 miles! I joked with Steven that I didn't mind how long the drive was as it gave me more time to knit - I don't think he was too impressed with my view of things!