Halloween HoloHolo

We didn’t have any pumpkins to carve or candy to give out, so we went exploring around the island today.

Met up with Aida, Art, Ferlino, Lilyn, Marilyn, Quan and Tessa at the restaurant not associated with the supermarket and waited for our table while chickens, ducks and native birds mingled outside.

Quan doing what she does best. Not quite sure what that is. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Met up with this nana baket that was either trying to water the water or feed the fishes. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Standing on a historic turtle pond that used to feed Hawaiian chiefs. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Art trying to peek over the wall and get a look at the sprawling three acre estate that will include three homes, two pools and a guard post. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Ferlino jumping off the seawall that is being allowed to further erode the beach. If you have $61,400 and your last name is Obama, you too can get a 55 year easement.

Postcard perfect. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Not approved. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Approved. Photo by Quan Haberstroh.

Is the tree or the group leaning? Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Enjoying the unobstructed view underneath the concrete pier built in 1973. Photo by Aida Gordon.

This spot is popular with fishermen, divers and apparently cartwheelers. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Trying to find the fulcrum on a piece of driftwood. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Entering the man-made structures where it seems that almost every square inch are covered with colorful graffiti. Photo by Aida Gordon.

Art walking through the rubble strewn painted corridor. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Trick or treat. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Looking up at one of the ventilation shafts. Mother Nature is reclaiming her territory. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Wondering if my tetanus shots are up to date. Photo by Art Young.

Aida contemplating if reanimated corpses really do exist or if the sign is fake. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Yes, Virginia there are zombies or somebody just didn’t get enough sleep. Photo by Art Young.

Walking through a thicket of trees to reach the other defaced buildings. Photo by Art Young.

Passing resemblance? Photo by Marilyn Bermudez.

Dentist at work. Photo by Art Young.

Relax, I’m a Doctor. Photo by Marilyn Bermudez.

Only one person had good manners and didn’t point fingers. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Show me the money! Say it back!

What a big mouth you have! Look who’s talking! Photo by Tessa Bugay.

It puts the lotion in the basket, or it gets the hose again.

One has to wonder what purpose these structures served? Military? Civilian? Extra-terrestrial? Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Ferlino hanging by his fingertips. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Walking our way out through the semi-light filled corridor.

The blasting furnace heat on our way out made some people walk faster and others not walk at all. Photo by Aida Gordon.

Dressing up as hikers doesn’t get you any free candy around here. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Walking our way down through the low rent section of the island. Photo by Art Young.

Looking out at the largest and deepest ocean on the planet and the hardest hike on the island as well.

Making our way down to the cave. Photo by Art Young.

What happened to three points of contact?

I guess that went out the window. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

The rest of the group watched us from the top in case we got washed out to sea. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Sunlight hitting the salt water droplets at a 42 degree angle. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

The regurgitated water coming out of the cave erased the rainbow with a loud burp. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

We were waiting for more rainbows when this kid fell out of the sky and landed with a big splash. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

He took the most direct route back up. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

We saw several snorkelers and swimmers offshore.

Basking in the scenic views of the curved cliffs and blue-green waters. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

We witnessed an evolutionary miracle when the refugee from the Planet of the Apes first took to bipedalism. Photo by Marilyn Bermudez.

Mahalo to Ferlino for driving us around the island. A trick cut our hike short which worked out as Ferlino’s van decided to quit working. Luckily a mechanic was on site. Post hike meal where the personal servant got the bucket of fried chicken for our caloric consumption.

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.

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