A charming church we stopped near to get photos of the mountains. It was here I really began to feel like a tour guide. As soon as we pulled into the empty driveway, two rental cars followed us in to take pictures. This happened at nearly every place we visited on the island, except for Waimea Canyon. Mary and I would drive to some uninhabited viewpoint or interesting feature and we'd be followed by groups of retirees in rental cars.