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Fat Old Maui Men on Bicycles

As part of living my Maui life, my buddy, Dave, and I have been riding road bicycles every Sunday for the past 15 years—dodging tourist cars, impatient locals, and just generally having a great time on the Hana Highway.

Our objective is to stay in shape (or not get any worse), tell lies, and to enjoy the beautiful natural scenery from my home in Haiku to Kaumahina State Park, which overlooks Honomanu Bay. We start at first light, rain or shine, and ride 15 miles each way from my house near 5 corners in Haiku.

Honomanu Bay is a favorite amongst a many of different paths—Sixth generational local fisherman, up-and-coming ripper surfer grommets, and tourists from all over the world—Beauty is the attraction, respect for the land and culture is of the utmost importance.

I may ride Lance’s overpriced carbon fiber bike, but as you can see, I’m no Lance. I am fat and I certainly have a lot of gray hair, but old fat Maui men on bicycles can still have fun too.

The best part of the ride is the fact that this part of Maui never changes. We ride past houses on Kaupakalua Road that I have sold many times over the years that have remained pretty much the same throughout the years.

The old Peahi School is now a quaint rental. The house-of-many-surfboards, featured in all the tourist guides, just grows more boards and just got a Maui Surf Rider Foundation” sign. The same ducks and chickens are still on the road next door, so if we are on the downhill run to the Hana Highway, we dodge the clucks and quacks.

The first few miles on the Hana Highway are not that exciting. This section is high-speed highway, but it has a great shoulder. You just have to make sure the shoulder was not too well paved the night before by locals driving home to Hana with Heineken bottles. Dodge the green glass and try to stay on the shoulder, past Honopou, Ulalena, Hoolawa, and then you hit the real Hana Highway. The road narrows, and the shoulder disappears suddenly at the mile marker zero.

In the fall, when the guavas are really falling, we have competition to see who can run over the most. Sometimes, this can make braking more than a little precarious. The area around Waipio is loaded. One time, I got 10 points in 10 feet, but almost wrecked doing it. We have both fallen going for the little buggahs.

The highlight of the trip is always at Kaumahina Park. The view is always spectacular—cloudless skies, rainbows, rainstorms, whales jumping, and the Keanae Peninsula in the distance.

The Keanae Peninsula is definitive of Old Hawaii Nei—several different taro lo’i, small plantation-style shacks, and vibrant natural surroundings all around

The best part of our weekly ride that we most enjoy is “tourist watching.” Dave and I are at the table stretching or sitting, eating bananas and telling lies, and always on the lookout for some hot wahine (woman) to oogle at (subtly, of course).

It is great being old, gray, and fat. When you own that label, you are also invisible to just about all women. We don’t even have to be discreet because they don’t see us. The funny thing is that 97% of the tourists look like us, old, gray, and fat. This is where we start to get excited about the upcoming entertainment.

They waddle off the 20 person Valley Isle Excursions buses (tourmaui.com) wander over to take some pictures, and ask us the same questions time after time. “Did you guys ride out here?” “Aren’t you afraid to ride on this road?”” Do you ride in this rain?”

Sometimes, you feel like you are on stage. We always remember that we are ambassadors from Maui, but occasionally we test the limits. We tell them we put the bikes in my truck and parked it, took the bikes out, and sat at the table to look macho and impress the ladies.

As of late, Dave and I have really just given up. We now tell them that we are training for the geriatric Olympics in the “fat, old guy” division. We make a pretty believable case. Nothing like being invisible.

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Please feel free to reach out to me. I have lived and breathed this part of the island for the last 35 years—I know a thing or two about these areas and the people who inhabit it. I am happy to share my love, passion, and knowledge with you.

Aloha.

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Beth Robinson R(B)

March 1, 2011

Tracy–This is one of my favorite “real estate” blog posts, ever. You have just raised the bar for all of us!

Beth Robinson R(B)

March 1, 2011

Tracy–This is one of my favorite “real estate” blog posts, ever. You have just raised the bar for all of us!

Jeremy Stice, R(S)

March 1, 2011

Dad- I would have to agree that this post is really awesome. Good thing you have such a good son…ahem blog “editor” eh? Lol. I’m very proud of your fat old self getting out there each Sunday. Now if I could just convince to keep your sweaty shirt out of my face while I’m eating breakfast. Imua Dad!

Jeremy Stice, R(S)

March 1, 2011

Dad- I would have to agree that this post is really awesome. Good thing you have such a good son…ahem blog “editor” eh? Lol. I’m very proud of your fat old self getting out there each Sunday. Now if I could just convince to keep your sweaty shirt out of my face while I’m eating breakfast. Imua Dad!

GG

March 6, 2011

Tracy, You are too much!!!!!!!!!! Just keep on doing what you are doing. Love you, Your favorite Mother-in-Law!!!!

GG

March 6, 2011

Tracy, You are too much!!!!!!!!!! Just keep on doing what you are doing. Love you, Your favorite Mother-in-Law!!!!

Gail Takagi

March 16, 2011

Wow, it’s great to know the HAR Immediate Past President is so hep! Keep on bicycling!!

Gail Takagi

March 16, 2011

Wow, it’s great to know the HAR Immediate Past President is so hep! Keep on bicycling!!

Kurt Jensen

March 20, 2011

What a great post, Tracy. I’m glad to hear you’re out turning the pedals,squishing the guavas and ogling the wahines. And I appreciate your comments on the invisibility that men of our age are acquiring. I never thought that the chorus from John Prine’s poignant song “Hello in There” would apply to me/us.

“Ya’ know that old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers grow wilder ev’ry day.
Old people just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say, “Hello in there, hello.”

But, I’m still turning the pedals, too, a geezer on a recumbent, looking forward to long rides this summer

Kurt Jensen

March 20, 2011

What a great post, Tracy. I’m glad to hear you’re out turning the pedals,squishing the guavas and ogling the wahines. And I appreciate your comments on the invisibility that men of our age are acquiring. I never thought that the chorus from John Prine’s poignant song “Hello in There” would apply to me/us.

“Ya’ know that old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers grow wilder ev’ry day.
Old people just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say, “Hello in there, hello.”

But, I’m still turning the pedals, too, a geezer on a recumbent, looking forward to long rides this summer

Katie Minkus, R(BIC)

March 20, 2011

Tracy Stice… you will NEVER be invisible to me!! You are da bomb!!! But what I really want to know is what do you do when you cycle on the mainland, like in DC before midyear?? Are you still invisible, or do you wrap yourself in a Hawaiian flag, and give all who pass by a warm “aloha” and shaka??

Katie Minkus, R(BIC)

March 20, 2011

Tracy Stice… you will NEVER be invisible to me!! You are da bomb!!! But what I really want to know is what do you do when you cycle on the mainland, like in DC before midyear?? Are you still invisible, or do you wrap yourself in a Hawaiian flag, and give all who pass by a warm “aloha” and shaka??

claudia cooper

March 27, 2011

Tracy, looks like life is good, and the waters warm. First time I was on Maui was 1967 with Lynn Allen and her sister Jill. I never should have left. Good to hear your story, keep riding the Hana Hyway. Smiles from Claudia

claudia cooper

March 27, 2011

Tracy, looks like life is good, and the waters warm. First time I was on Maui was 1967 with Lynn Allen and her sister Jill. I never should have left. Good to hear your story, keep riding the Hana Hyway. Smiles from Claudia

Peter Hemming aka Schoen

March 27, 2011

I’ve been dating a woman 30 years younger than me. Some people say I’m robbing the cradle, but I prefer to think she’s robbing the grave!

Thanks so much for reminding us that we still have a lot more of living to do. I’m still living in cold & cloudy Carmel. My own version of Hawaii. Had a cold, wet winter but looking forward to a great summer. Hope to hear from you soon.

Pete Hemming

Peter Hemming aka Schoen

March 27, 2011

I’ve been dating a woman 30 years younger than me. Some people say I’m robbing the cradle, but I prefer to think she’s robbing the grave!

Thanks so much for reminding us that we still have a lot more of living to do. I’m still living in cold & cloudy Carmel. My own version of Hawaii. Had a cold, wet winter but looking forward to a great summer. Hope to hear from you soon.

Pete Hemming

gjaiwoejawio

August 8, 2012

Fat Old Maui Men on Bicycles | Hawaii Life I was suggested this blog by my cousin. I am not sure whether this post is written by him as nobody else know such detailed about my trouble. You are amazing! Thanks! your article about Fat Old Maui Men on Bicycles | Hawaii LifeBest Regards Cindy

gjaiwoejawio

August 8, 2012

Fat Old Maui Men on Bicycles | Hawaii Life I was suggested this blog by my cousin. I am not sure whether this post is written by him as nobody else know such detailed about my trouble. You are amazing! Thanks! your article about Fat Old Maui Men on Bicycles | Hawaii LifeBest Regards Cindy

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George Walter

May 7, 2015

HI Tracy, I was looking through history for any HL cycling post and stumbled upon this fantastic blog. What a fun read!

Tracy Stice

May 7, 2015

George, the church of the Hana Highway still is running strong. Dave and I rode again this past Sunday. I just turned 63 and Dave is 68 , so there is hope in the geezer division of cycling.

George Walter

May 7, 2015

HI Tracy, I was looking through history for any HL cycling post and stumbled upon this fantastic blog. What a fun read!

Tracy Stice

May 7, 2015

George, the church of the Hana Highway still is running strong. Dave and I rode again this past Sunday. I just turned 63 and Dave is 68 , so there is hope in the geezer division of cycling.

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