Getting to the beach was more difficult than getting to the pool, so I didn't spend as much time at the beach. But when I did go, I always had fun. There was a raft that was located about 100 yards out in the water at Waianae beach. Kids would swim out to the raft and climb up on top of the raft and rest. I would swim to the raft and hold onto the side of it. Sometimes you'd feel fish brush against your legs. Some of the boys would dive under the raft and grab a leg, trying to make you think you were being attacked by a shark.
There were buoys close to the raft and I liked to swim out to the buoys. I was a fairly good swimmer, and always felt safe when I did so. I'd often see pelicans or other birds out near the buoys and many of the birds would allow me to get close since I was in their territory.
My Mother wouldn't allow me to surf because at that time the surfboards were still big, very heavy, and made of wood. My grandfather Bill had made Duke Kahanamoku's surfboards, but they were off limits to me because my Mother considered them too dangerous. So I learned to body surf and became a pretty good body surfer. The waves were very large at Waianae beach, it was considered one of the best surfing area's on the island. Makaha was about the only beach with better surf than Waianae beach.
Once in awhile the red flag would be raised, signaling a shark in the water. People would rush out of the water as fast as they could move. Then we would all go up to the snack shack and play the electronic bowling game and have some food before heading back home.