My mom on the tee:
Me. You gotta look your best on the course, especially if you're going to stink it up.
Northern tip of the big island, black sand beach with waves crashing... no one is surfing!
Me licking a coffee bean at a plantation:
If I gave you a bag of coffee from my trip, this is where it came from:
Lava flow into the sea, from a couple hundred years ago, or thousand, who knows...
My Aunt preparing to chip on:
#1:
View of lava from the course... many a ball in there:
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