Cliff Diving with Wild Chickens

Yesterday, Meg and I checked out the beach at Waimea which was beautiful. We each took a turn at cliff diving off the huge rock formation. We were amused by how many people (including me) climbed all the way up there and then sat down for 5-10 min to build up courage. Megan called us "thinkers." When we arrived, there was an elderly withered sun beaten homeless woman feeding about 30 wild chickens in a break in the vegetation by the car. When we came back, all but one ...of the chickens were gone, the remaining one appeared to be something like a gamefowl rooster that a man caught, tied a pink rope around it's leg and the other side to a stick in the ground while he was still hanging out chatting with folks. We were debating if the bird was going to be a breeder, dinner, or a fighting cock. Any way you slice it, his future looked pretty bleak. There are lots of things going on here for which I have no frame of reference...