The snorkel trip was the culmination of three days of torture for Barry. We started at the Hilton Lagoon so he could learn to use the equipment and we learned that he couldn’t carry a camera any better than he carries a tune. Then we had a really crappy day at “A” Bay and an even worse one at the Mauna Kea resort. The water was rough, the visibility was nonexistent and the day sucked.

Thank god for the snorkel boat and Sam Hori. It pulled everything out and made life grand!