Kapaa Beach Shop and it was just $15 per bike for the whole day. We were able to park our car there which was helpful since parking is tight in this area and Kapaa Bike Path was right behind the building. We started out going North and then doubled back to the end of the path to the South. The path is a very even 8 mile stretch along the coast with a perfect ocean view the whole way.
There was one mishap. MJ took a left down a wide dirt path and us ladies followed. He's a dirt biker. We aren't. It was easy enough for him to ride down that path and it looked easy enough too, but as soon as I started down I could see that it was steeper than it looked. I followed first. I let my feet off the brakes for one second and started to lose control so I turned around to call out behind me that you have to keep your feet on the brakes and before I finished getting it all out I heard yelling as my mom crashed to the ground. I lost focus and took my foot off the brakes again and almost fell too. I was going fast enough that breaking was going to make me crash, but slow enough to get my feet on the ground, fill my shoes with gravel and stop myself. My mom was a real trooper. She dusted herself off and kept going. Within a few hours she had one of the biggest blackest bruises on her thigh that I've ever seen.
The Point at Poipu and even there it seemed deserted. There are cars on the roads and yeah, you see people out and about but it never felt like much and that was fine with us. The island is the furthest North from the big Island and based on what we've experienced in Oahu and Maui, the most remote.
By this time we had been in Kauai for four days and had not yet gone to the beach which is insane. Those turquoise waters were calling my name. The next day would have to be a beach day.