North Shore had some of the best snorkeling sites, at least that was how we remembered it. Problem was, this time around we couldn’t quite recall where we last snorkeled so we drove past beach after beach to and from Haleiwa until we finally decided to stop at Three Tables Beach. By mid-afternoon the crowds of tour buses and surf/paddleboard classes had thinned out and we easily found parking at Pupukea Beach Park.
After quickly changing into our swimsuits (in parking lot, in the car), we grabbed our snorkeling gear, walked down to Three Tables Beach, waded in the calm waters, and awkwardly slipped on our fins, toppling over multiple times in the process. The vastness of the ocean has always terrified me, no matter how many times I’ve snorkeled or scuba dived, but it has always fascinated me as well. I pulled down my mask, affixed my (broken) snorkel, pushed away any fears, and dove down beneath the surface, anxious to see the world below.