Arriving at the beach looking out at Mokoli’i rock, known to residents as Chinaman’s Hat, it was a fine view on a fine afternoon. We could see the tide was in, and small but persistent waves were thrashing at a very steep and narrow beach. Just a short distance off the beach, a berm had been placed, apparently to slow beach erosion. It was a fine view. People can paddle out to the rock at low tide, when much of the distance from the beach can be walked.
The fine beach sands had been removed, sorted out by waves. Only the large, coarse grains remained. Taking a closer look, there were scattered objects of unnatural color all over.
Welcome friends, to ocean plastics.
I knelt down where the debris stopped and began picking bits of plastic out of the sand. I set down small pieces of driftwood to bound a sampling area. I only picked off what was on the sand surface, I did not dig down.
This is a travel blog, no preaching allowed, but ocean plastics used to be part of my work. Every bit of plastic that’s ever gotten into the ocean is still there, just becoming smaller and easier for fish to eat. It’s refined petroleum, so if we eat fish, well ….
Turning west from the beach, there is a beautiful and imposing ridge, site of Kualoa Ranch. Jurassic Park was filmed over the top of the ridge in the valley beyond.