Hurricane Hone which eventually dissipated into a tropical storm but was still lashing the islands with torrential rain aborted my KST hike, so I met up with Aida and Roger, Akira and Tessa, David and Susan, and Scott to do a relatively “safer” hike in the rain. Even Chico showed up due to him mistaking Colorado for Texas.
We arrived deep in Manoa Valley as the forecasted rain made its appearance, given that this was a waterfall hike, it should have come as no surprise to anybody. Even the parking lot attendant showed up early to collect the four dollar fee.
Entering the valley that are home to seven waterfalls, we were just interested in visiting Wai’ihii Nui which means trickling water in Hawaiian. But now people just call it Manoa Falls. Easier on tourist tongues.
Passage through an abandoned shipping container that replaced a bridge back in 2022, gave us a few seconds of respite from the rain.
Walking through the mixed rainforest that has been the backdrop for Hollywood films such as Jurassic Park and Tears of the Sun to name a few. This valley also served as the backdrop of the last gasps to restore the Hawaiian Kingdom. The 1895 Wilcox Rebellion started off with Robert Wilcox and several hundred Hawaiians who sought to restore Queen Lili’uokalani to the throne. In skirmishes and battles that started out in Waikiki, then on to Diamond Head where government forces actually shelled the volcano slopes to dislodge the royalists, then moved to Mo’il’ili and finally to their eventual defeat in Manoa.
Can you see the throne for the crowd?
Group photo in front of the 100′ or 150′ waterfall. Depends on what sources you use.
Time to gain some elevation. 1,547′ to be exact.
Akira entering the first gate on the trail.
Chico climbing one of the banyan trees on the trail. The first banyan tree was planted in Lahaina in 1873 and was a gift from missionaries that brought it over from its native land, India. It has since spread to all the major islands.
Rooting our way on the trail.
Our only views on the hike from the landslide area.
The power couple walking through the section of bamboo forest. Bamboo was first introduced to the islands by the Polynesian settlers and later by immigrants from Asia. The versatile grass can be used for crafts, tools and shelter. It can also be used as a head rest.
Scott passing through another gate.
We took a short detour to the lookout to see if we could capture a view, as some in the group had never seen the vista.
Views of the valley were denied to us at the 1,600′ lookout. We did get strong winds and pelting rain as a consolation prize.
Why use the map when I can read a book? I didn’t go to public school just for lunch.
Walking on roots beats walking in puddles.
Walking on the boardwalk beats walking on roots and in puddles.
Susan showing us her land navigation skills. We are here.
I think somebody promised us mountain views.
I guess this counts as a mountain view.
Why did the hikers cross the road? To walk like a duck and quack like a duck if nothing else.
David passing underneath a sprawling mass of trees that overshadowed the trail.
We soon arrived at a junction that required critical thinking. Do we take the longer way which is shorter or the shorter way which is longer? Say what?
The bullet holes or critical thinking made us retreat from the longer way which was shorter to the other way. My head hurts.
Do you want to borrow my book? Old school.
Round and round we go until we go down the correct trail.
Carrying my very own hiking bindle. I just need a train to complete the picture.
Obviously, these are not rolling stones. They are much older than 62 years of age.
Chico and Susan playing in the water, carefree of contracting any form of Leptospirosis, a bacterial infection spread by urine from infected animals. The water did not turn blue, so they were safe.
Play Taylor Swift music loudly and carry a big stick.
Crossing the bridge that soon dropped us down into the Hawaii Nature Center.
Three’s a crowd.
Wash day for some.
Your left, your left, your left right left! Cadence flashbacks for some.
Will the real clown please stand up? Post hike meal at Red Pepper’s Korean BBQ where hot spicy soup warmed a body good.
Our waterlogged hike covered eight miles and was successfully completed despite the lack of a book, long being short, short being long and aloha being upside down. Good fun with a great group.
Photos taken by Aida Gordon, Akira Suzuki, Chico Cantu, David and Susan Katz, Roger Schiffman, Scott Peterson, Tessa Bugay, and yours truly. Not necessarily in order.
Note: I have been made aware that some hikers have been using my blog as a hiking guide and getting lost on the trails. Please note that this blog was made to document the hike for the crew(s) that did it. That is why some of my comments will seem to have no relevance or meaning to anybody outside of the crew(s) that hiked that trail. My blog was never meant as a hiking guide, so please do not treat it as such. If you find inspiration and entertainment from these hikes, that is more than enough. If you plan on replicating these hikes, do so in the knowledge that you should do your own research accordingly as trail conditions, access, legalities and so forth are constantly in flux. What was current today is most likely yesterdays news. Please be prepared to accept any risks and responsibilities on your own as you should know your own limitations, experience and abilities before you even set foot on a trail, as even the “simplest” or “easiest” of trails can present potential pitfalls for even the most “experienced” hikers. One should also always let somebody know of your hiking plans in case something doesn’t go as planned, better safe than sorry.
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