Early yesterday morning I received a text from a good friend in California. The text was a head’s up that world-famous wave photographer Clark Little was going to be at Makena Beach State Park, or Big Beach, at 8AM Thursday morning. Clark had posted a message on his instagram account inviting people to join him around 8-ish.
I was scheduled to work at 9AM, so I was not planning on heading down there, due to the time restraint. I hate being late to work, or anywhere else for that matter. If you say 10 o’clock, I’m there at 9:50. To be late to something makes me ill. If I know I cannot make it to my destination on time I’ll begin to sweat and get anxious. It probably is a disease with a real fancy name made up by some physicians who promote the drug to overcome this problem, but I think I can live with being early and alert than on time and doped up.
Somehow I got over the fact that I might be exactly on time for work and not early and talked myself into driving a few minutes past work in order to meet Mr. Little. I showed up at 7:50AM and set my alarm for 8:40AM to warn me that I had to head to work.
With camera in hand I decided to walk around a bit and shoot some of the beach. After thirty minutes or so I began to get the feeling Clark Little was going to be a no-show.
I started shooting anything and everything around me. The surf, the sand, the sun. heck, I even shot pictures of drones flying above me taking pictures of me taking pictures of it.
I ran into a few friends and fellow Maui Camera Club members while waiting for Clark’s arrival. It was nice to catch up with them, but in the back of my mind all I could think was that I was going to miss him. My alarm went off, reminding my that I needed to leave the beach, get changed and head to work, so i said my goodbyes and walked to my car.
As I started my car, Clark Little went walking by my hood on the way towards the beach, his underwater housing and camera in hand.