The silent stare seems to know Life is Good here in this distant grove of the Famous Coconut Palm. Ocean mists occassionally grace the air here, and the sound of large surf booms against the virgin cliffs and beaches. Ripe fruit hangs from every tree. Footprints are unknown in the sand. Many of us here call our village Camp Coconut.

Coco Tiki feels your thoughts as you day dream about this Island, far away. He welcomes you to investigate through Adventure and Time. Coco Tiki knows the magic of Time: it does not march as much as sits, and waits. Sand Tiki swims close by.

Wander the Island, if you can. Coco Tiki watches, close to Tiwaka's Bar & Grill where he seems to gravitate to, more often than not.