Seasons greetings from The Rapa Nui Ranch. Before we get started, Id like to thank everyone for following along with us, as we begin to put the finishing touches on our 5 year, tikification project.
Its been a long slow process, but the results have been amazing. It feels more like living at a tropical resort every day, and as time goes by, and the constant addition of items and decor continue to transform the property even further into a tiki dream, the reality is, I wake every day thinking, whats next?
They always used to ask me what I wanted to do, when I grow up. Over 50 years later, I finally have an answer. Your lookin at it.
May the holidays find each and every one of you, blessed with the riches of family and friends, as we navigate the rocky coast of reality, while setting a course for the rum soaked islands of our imagination.
Aloha to all.....
If been a crazy year here in The Bal Hinch. With all the covid supply issues, what was supposed to be done by July, is now finally wrapping up in December.
This isint a very tiki post, because we are actually building and adding spaces to tikify. But its hard to see the end, if you dont know what the beginning looks like, so think of this as an artist building and stretching a huge canvas, so he can begin a painting. This is my canvas, and this is what I will have to work with, when tikification time arrives. Its a summers worth, but Ill make it as brief as possible.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful Tiki Deck, located in The Bal Hinch. It hosted lots of parties and many people consumed adult beverages while enjoying the sunny days and peaceful nights, at the PO-KA-HO valley nightspot.



As time went by, the Tiki Deck grew old and weathered. Then on that fateful day, the storms came, and turned the Tiki Deck, into a tattered, storm battered mess. The Tiki Deck was very sad.


Doctor Decktor came by and gave us the bad news. The Tiki Deck would require many hours of reconstructive surgery, if it was to ever regain its usefulness and natural beauty. He said that the Tiki Deck could only be properly restored, by using the basic, rudimentary tools of my ancestors. With that he rose his hands to the sky, mumbled some alcohol fueled gibberish, and handed me a 1960s Craftsman 100, saber saw, and told me that with a little skill, a wee bit o Kirk and Sweeney 18yr old Dominican rum, and an ample amount of foresight and safety, I could help the Tiki Deck reclaim its proud stature and regain its historic relevance, here in the Hoosier Riviera.



Its been a long slow process, but the results have been amazing. It feels more like living at a tropical resort every day, and as time goes by, and the constant addition of items and decor continue to transform the property even further into a tiki dream, the reality is, I wake every day thinking, whats next?
They always used to ask me what I wanted to do, when I grow up. Over 50 years later, I finally have an answer. Your lookin at it.
May the holidays find each and every one of you, blessed with the riches of family and friends, as we navigate the rocky coast of reality, while setting a course for the rum soaked islands of our imagination.
Aloha to all.....
If been a crazy year here in The Bal Hinch. With all the covid supply issues, what was supposed to be done by July, is now finally wrapping up in December.
This isint a very tiki post, because we are actually building and adding spaces to tikify. But its hard to see the end, if you dont know what the beginning looks like, so think of this as an artist building and stretching a huge canvas, so he can begin a painting. This is my canvas, and this is what I will have to work with, when tikification time arrives. Its a summers worth, but Ill make it as brief as possible.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful Tiki Deck, located in The Bal Hinch. It hosted lots of parties and many people consumed adult beverages while enjoying the sunny days and peaceful nights, at the PO-KA-HO valley nightspot.



As time went by, the Tiki Deck grew old and weathered. Then on that fateful day, the storms came, and turned the Tiki Deck, into a tattered, storm battered mess. The Tiki Deck was very sad.


Doctor Decktor came by and gave us the bad news. The Tiki Deck would require many hours of reconstructive surgery, if it was to ever regain its usefulness and natural beauty. He said that the Tiki Deck could only be properly restored, by using the basic, rudimentary tools of my ancestors. With that he rose his hands to the sky, mumbled some alcohol fueled gibberish, and handed me a 1960s Craftsman 100, saber saw, and told me that with a little skill, a wee bit o Kirk and Sweeney 18yr old Dominican rum, and an ample amount of foresight and safety, I could help the Tiki Deck reclaim its proud stature and regain its historic relevance, here in the Hoosier Riviera.


