Permit in hand and with a 4×4 ride secured; Jasmin dropped Ferlino, Yoly and myself off at the Kaena Point Tracking Station Road. Photo by Yoly Bedford.
Waiting for the rest of the jeeps to roll in. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.
We checked in and made sure that we got the right ID’s back. Mistaken identity averted. We then took off from the main jeep convoy as we had places to go and people to drop off. Photo by Yoly Bedford.
Our two truck convoy had to stop and regroup as a low hanging branch had cleaned off Brian’s water tank on his roof. Some took this as an opportunity to pick low hanging guava fruits. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.
On the bumpy drive to our destination, we were treated to scenic ocean and mountain views.
I chose to sit in the back of the truck to immerse myself in the dust clouds being kicked up on our drive.
Turning into the Earl Prawn Campground.
We got off our rides and prepared ourselves for the grueling 15 minute hike to the shelter. Photo by Ferlino Carinio
Brian opening the gate to Pahole Reserve. Photo by Ferlino Carinio
Hiking the trail that was first constructed in 1934 by the Civilian Conservation Corps. Photo by Ferlino Carinio
Strawberry guava trees are solid and sturdy trees. Perfect to sit on and take a family photo. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.
We left the barely standing shelter and made the short and steep climb to the bluff overlooking Makua Valley. Group photo, left to right: Yoly, Elle, Ivy, Bradley, Ferlino, myself, Brian and Nora.
We parted ways with Brian and his group and followed the fence for ridges.
Looking ahead to our intended destination, Mount Ka’ala with her white radar dome perched on top.
Skirting the fenced ridge that borders Makua Valley. Photo by Yoly Bedford.
The ultimate selfie stick. It fit like a gloved hand. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.
Group photo with two of the three corners, Makaha and Makua Valleys.
Looking out to the third valley, Mokuleia, where dark clouds were gathering. A harbinger of wet tidings to come.
Why pack your food can out, when you can simply leave it on the fence post?
The uluhe ferns and thorny thimbleberry bushes formed a dense and suffocating corridor that we had to push through. Not high on my fun list. Photo by Ferlino Carinio
We were in over our heads. Literally. Photo by Yoly Bedford.
I was so glad to be on solid ground and not being pulverized by plants, that I did not feel the usual misery going up the slow slog of the 2.5 mile road. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.
Hangs low and to the right. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.
On road. Photo by Yoly Bedford.
Off road. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.
We were warned. Rain showers began dumping on us and soon made it slippery when wet. Photo by Yoly Bedford
The little known but equally challenging ladder to Ka’ala. Photo by Yoly Bedford.
Forty stops later and we were at the highest point on the island. All wet. Photo by Yoly Bedford
We sought temporary refuge from the rain underneath the shelter where we ran across some volunteers from the OANRP, that were nice enough to take our group photo.
Bench with a view. Sometimes. Photo by Yoly Bedford.
Ferlino going over the boardwalk that protects the fragile bog.
Panoramic view of the valley that opened up as we left the forested summit.
Yoly climbing down the bolted ladder. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.
Making our way over the last boulder section.
Sweeping views of Bolohead Ridge, Waianae Valley, Kamaileunu Ridge, Kawiwi and No Name Peak. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.
Following the fenced trail down to the Three Poles Junction.
A vertical Ferlino standing on a horizontal tree. I’m surprised he wasn’t hanging upside down. Not enough clearance. Photo by Yoly Bedford.
Yoly crossing the trickling stream bed on our way out.
Thanks to Jasmin for picking us up in the remote valley where barking dogs kept us company.
Our hike covered 19.82 miles through jeep roads, ridges, mountains and valleys. Post hike meal at Coquito’s; where if the pork chops are not fried to your liking, you can take it home and fry it yourself.
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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That was a thorny hike with cuts and splints on my fingers. Nice hike as always. Thank you Kenji.
Aloha Ferlino,
Yup bushwhacking and cardio all rolled up into one hike! Thanks for coming.
Mahalo