On the way out from the point, we stopped for shave ice (no "d") that really hit the spot, cooled us down, and perked us up. Mom and I both had strawberry. Mmmm. Ice and sugar are the perfect solutions to hot dry hiking. Very soon after, we stopped at the oh-so-exotic Subway for lunch, then went back across the island to the Bishop Museum for a few hours of indoor cultural exploration.
The Bishop Museum is a beautiful little campus in the middle of a nondescript suburb. It has a little bit of everything Hawaiian in it, including the entrance fee and gift shop. We heard a short lecture about stone gods and then enjoyed an excellent and informative presentation at the Planetarium, "Wayfinders: Waves, Winds, and Stars." This program educated me about the voyaging canoe Hōkūle'a, traditional Polynesian navigation (using your thumb as a sextant and watching the stars rise and set), and the work it would take to navigate to Tahiti from Hawai'i using the stars. The planetarium docent was a strong presenter with a good voice for the crowd. The actual astronomy and navigation were both reasonably accurate and easy to understand. We finished up with a fast and accordingly shallow walk though the main building's Pacific Hall. I spent most of my time admiring the interior architecture and presentation.
After dinner, I went out to knit night. Yes, I traveled over five thousand miles to go to a Starbucks and knit. They were a good group of ladies, and I had a nice time. I also cast off my Epiphany honeycomb cowl.