We take the dirt path that leads down, not the paved hiking path. It was nice and green compared to the brown that we had seen for all of summer. The grass was long, in some parts, but it wasn't irritating; it actually felt good brushing on your legs. After a 5-10 minute walk, you get to the hidden beach known as Alan Davis. Under the shadow of Pele's chair, the beach is usually calm and spear fishers, kids, and everybody else show up to have fun. There's a shore where people can play like at Ala Moana, but most come for the telephone pole sticking out of the rocks. Nobody knows how it got there, and it must have been pretty hard to get it there in the first place.
The pole is about 6 feet above the water, and the water is about 7 feet deep. There are rocks directly under the pole, so you need to jump out. If you don't, you'll hit a rock. If you jump out, you'll definitely hit sand if you touch the bottom. There may or may not be a tire tied to the pole with rope, and today, there wasn't. I guess someone stole it. It makes you think what they're gonna do with it...
That's all there is to Alan Davis. Everything else should be self explanatory when you get out there. It's just another beach, except not as well known. The waves are calm so everyone can enjoy the water. After getting used to Alan Davis, you can upgrade to China Walls, or Spitting Caves.
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