Kalihi Wai

We all met up to do a birthday hike for Edgar and explore upstream like so many migrating and spawning salmon.

Thanks to Matt, the grounded paraglider, for picking us up by the church founded by Felix Manalo, whose views and practices widely diverge from mainstream Catholicism.

Warming up with pseudo tai chi where superficiality is emphasized over practicality.

Miles of paved paradise melted in mere minutes as Matt soon dropped us off on the side of the highway.

Plunging into the forest on an obviously used trail.

Walking down on a service road that has seen better times and where I took a spill that was not recorded for posterity purposes.

Climbing down the slippery slope that was heavily roped for assistance.

Zip ties and duct tape seem to be able to fix anything on the trail.

The rest of the group making their way down.

Group photo in front of the first tier of falls known for its ice cold water. Nobody wanted to take the temperature by plunging into the water.

Edgar droning us as we engaged in my favorite pastime.

Climbing our way up to the top of the first waterfall.

Leaving the stagnant pool and mosquitoes behind us.

Approaching the splattering second tier.

The group keeping high and dry.

I decided on the more direct and wet route approach to the third waterfall.

Some of the group decided to follow in my wet footsteps, while the others stayed high and dry.

Climbing up the slippery rocks, better than a slippery slope.

Waiting for something? Elevator service perhaps?

Drone service in action.

The rest of the group making their way down to the top of the third falls.

Edgar making his way up the wet rocks.

Following the stream where we soon saw an abundance of santol or cotton fruit, native to Malesia and New Guinea, floating in the stream and hanging off the branches. Take your pick.

Does this count as a waterfall?

Where the horizontal meets the vertical is the place to be.

Rock hopping our way upstream.

Making our way along the stream bank.

Can you see Alexis for the giant ferns?

They say that mud is good for the exterior of your body, how about the interior of your body?

The dancing queens and king of the stream.

Group photo at the pool with the small waterfall.

Happy Birthday Edgar! Many happy returns!

The dancing depicted here is not an ringing endorsement of the current political situation, but rather a resounding rejection of bad moves.

Sloshing our way through the stream and the myriad of little waterfalls feeding the flow.

The black-shirted pua’a rustling through the California grass.

Standing underneath a suspended load. The question of the day is who brought it up here and how and why? I heard back in the day it had wooden planks, ladder and Christmas lights. Now it’s a shell of its former self.

Gecko’s eye view.

Chico testing the WLL (Working Load Limit).

Everybody finding their own path of least resistance.

Getting wet and staying wet was the theme of the day.

Lobster! I don’t know about Japan but in Hawaii, we call them Red Swamp Crayfish, which were introduced in the 1920s and established invasive homes in Hawaiian streams such as this one. Nobody brought their Jet Boil, so it was catch and release.

Working and weaving our way through the tangled thicket of branches that kept us limber and the blood flowing through our extremeties.

Group photo above the culverts that help to retard road erosion.

Is there a light at the end of the tunnel?

The tunnel(s)!

Checking out the overgrown and sediment floored dual tunnels.

Exploring the interior of the man-made structures that have not escaped the touch of graffiti, where the ongoing argument if it falls more within the definition of art or vandalism. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Group photo in front of the water tunnels.

Pushing through the overgrowth as we exited the tunnels.

Looking for a more gradual grade to climb our way out of the ditch tunnel.

Pushing and pulling is how we all got out.

Scrambling our way up the last hill.

We soon emerged onto another service road where we walked out to the highway.

Thanks to CB for giving us a ride back to our cars. Our exploratory birthday hike covered a scant 1.1 miles filled with adventure and good fun. Post hike meal at Tanaka Saimin where its lineage can be traced back to Boulevard and Dillingham Saimin. They just don’t have a table large enough for a party of 13. Great birthday hike with good company.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7dzzj-FZsXU

Video by Edgar Gamiao of our stream hike.

Photos taken by Aida Gordon, Akira Suzuki, Alexis Catarina, Allison Banks, Chico Cantu, Cristy CM, Edgar Gamiao, Kenny Lui, Mari Saito, Marilyn Bermudez, 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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