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A Maui Tale

Back in 1991 when I was living in California a friend of mine from the same company I worked for transferred to the Honolulu office of the company and a few months later invited me over to the islands to SCUBA dive and generally have fun. Since I'd never been there and found an airfare that was quite affordable I took him up on it.

We spent a couple of days on Oahu and then went to Maui to stay with a friend of his that lived there and do some diving. One night while we were there we were sitting around having a few drinks and talking about our dives and his friend-who'd lived on Maui for over 20 years-told us of a place right by one of our dive spots that had an ancient cave filled with bones and skeletons of those sacrificed after old wars. He said it was on the same road that we'd been on earlier that day.

Well, my buddy and I were young enough and had enough "liquid balls" to decide to go check out this cave. His friend urged us not to as it was considered a sacred place. We, frankly, doubted it existed and that he was just pulling the legs of a couple of "haolies". We grabbed our dive lights (exceptionally bright flashlights-usually brighter than even Maglites) jumped in our rental car and off we went.

We found the road he described to us and it was far too rough for us to drive on-even though we did have a rental car.(heh, heh) So we got out and continued on foot. Where we parked the car was only about 200 yards from the ocean and not only could we hear the waves breaking onshore but there was also a pleasant breeze blowing.

We walked what we estimated at only about 1/4 mile when we both realized that not only were our dive lights not penetrating far at all-maybe 30-50 feet at the most-but that we could no longer hear the ocean and the breeze was non existent. The farther we went (and we had what was described to us as a 1 to 1 1/4 mile walk, uphill) the less our lights seemed to work and the more the darkness seemed to close in around us.

Finally we agreed that going up the cave maybe wasn't the brightest idea we'd had and turned around to walk back to the car. The closer to the car we got the farther the beam of our dive lights stretched off into the distance and the ocean and breeze once again became apparent.
When we finally reached the car-a convertable we'd left the top down on-the entire interior was wet, as though a rogue wave had hit the car. Except that it was high tide at the time and we were parked at least 200 yards from the water.

We got some towels out of the trunk, wiped off the seats and drove back to his friend's house, just a little shaken and believing a bit more in "supernatural" happenings.

-Unsigned.
 


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