It was a nice hot day to do a ridge in Waianae. Met up with Chris and Gen in Nanakuli at the trailhead.
We scrambled up through the dry brush and scattered rocks with the ridge providing temporary shade from the withering Waianae sun.
Climbing up the shorter but steeper route. Shaved half a mile. Photo by Chris Bautista.
The elevation gain also came with the loss of the morning shade. Good morning Waianae.
Group photo at the 1,870′ summit of Heleakala, left to right: Gen, myself and Chris.
Dipping into the saddle to shed 1,000′ of elevation.
Just like those fad diets, we gained all of the 1,000′ elevation back and then some.
No twerking bees here. Move along.
It was a rocky rollercoaster ride up and down the ridge.
Time to slather liberal amounts of sunscreen on our exposed epidermis.
Looking into the largest coastal valley on the Leeward coast.
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Going down one rock at a time.
Lucky she was a southpaw. Still had three fingers and the hook of her elbow. Photo by Genesaret Balladares.
Plunging ahead into overgrowth country.
The exposed rocks intermittently broke up the continuity of the overgrowth.
The main rock obstacle on the ridge. We had actually spotted a rope on the right side as we approached it through the overgrowth but lost sight of it and went up the hard way. No rope. Character building. Dislocated thumb. More character building.
I’d rather deal with climbing rocks than thick overgrowth any day.
Color me impressed. Photo by Chris Bautista.
The hardest part of the ridge was behind us. Photo by Chris Bautista.
Ducking and weaving.
The ridge soon leveled out and became more exposed as we neared the summit.
We climbed over the fence to mark our arrival at the 3,035′ point on the Waianae Summit Trail.
After eating our lunch, we followed the steps and fence back down.
Somebody needs to lose weight. Photo by Chris Bautista.
Soaking in one of the many views along the ridge.
Leaving the Palehua Nature Preserve.
Passing the rock passage. Photo by Chris Bautista.
Time to bust out the selfie stick again. Make that plural.
That tree was made for sitting.
Hoping not to get rolled over. Photo by Chris Bautista.
The ridge was filled with cardio climbing and rock scrambling. Throw in some heat for good measure, tempered with weak winds.
One coming. One going.
Funny finding bamboo grass on the West side.
Walking down to the communication towers. The end of the hiking trail and the start of the road trail. Photo by Chris Bautista.
The long winding road went down five miles past lettered lots, Camp Timberline and assorted wildlife, fenced and free range.
The hot and scenic hike covered 9.59 miles. Post hike meal at Outback. No prime rib? Chopped steak for me.
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Crazy Gen broke her thumb on the hike.
Yup Troy. But she finished the hike safely and ate first before going to ER! Haha.
Mahalo