On the East side of Maui there is a surreal place I often fantasize about. Even the most clever imagination could not create such a magical place. When I was living in New Mexico for school I would often close my eyes and pretend I was sitting at this very spot just steps away from the water’s edge.
You might think such a place does not exist but it does. Kōkī, which means speedy in Hawaiian, is one of the few beaches in the remote town of Hana. Some might say they prefer Hamoa, just down the way, or the striking black sand at Waiʻanapanapa. But I have always been drawn to the red towering cliffs and the constant rolling waves of Kōkī.
Growing up I would create stories about Alau Island which can be viewed just off the shore. I imagined that a little old Hawaiian man lived there and at night he would come to shore to leave coconuts as a trade for supplies to fix his boat. Everyone said he was a myth because he would strategically keep out of sight during the day so no one would bother him.
One day I will tell that story to Pania and maybe she will keep the myth alive. It is always so much fun taking her to the places I have loved since I was a child. This is one of the many reasons why I wanted to raise her on the beautiful island where I grew up.
Lots of Aloha,
Nadia xo Mermaid Mama