Having missed out on the first Waimanalo Ramble, I was glad to join the Caveman crew on the second time around exploring the backyard of Waimanalo.

Leaving civilization behind

We followed the fence that ringed the Waimanalo Reservoir, where thrill seekers often jump the barbed wire to slip and slide down the reservoir walls. Why would you muck around in people’s drinking water? Ugh.

Into the forest

Following the telephone poles as we headed into the forest.

Going down

Going down a small, steep hill towards a stream. One at a time as it was quite muddy and slippery.

Spotter!

Marcus calling for someone to help spot the rest of the crew coming down. Safety is hike#1.

Going up

Going up some jungle gym action. Hanging tree roots helped as we scrambled up this section.

Hilltop waterfall

Arrived at the now dubbed “Hilltop Waterfall” in honor of Nalo Bob. A dam of tree branches at the base of the waterfall provided our precarious perch as we took our group photo left to right: Ricci, Bob, Marcus, myself, Tess, Tom, Ted and Dorito. Photo does not do justice to this waterfall, it’s actually quite vertical.

Looking Makai

A cloudy view of Waimanalo.

The fruit doesn’t fall far from the seed

Ricci holding a fallen fruit and fruit to come.

Hunter’s stand?

Or maybe a place to get away from the feral pigs? Trust me, you don’t want to run into these pigs, especially at night. We ran into some hunters who said they were chased by some pigs at night, and we are not talking about the three little pigs.

Waimanalo reservoir

Coming back full circle or was that a full loop?

Well trodden trail

We found this trail that looked like it was recently cleared as there are several ranches or farms in the area that possibly uses them.

Banana flowers

Soup or salad? I heard the taste smacks somewhat of artichoke.

Land of the giants

The redwood trees of Waimanalo.

Splash of color

Christmas cheer in Waimanalo.

Chicken or the egg?

I guess we know which one came first.

What roams here at night?

We ran across some pig hunters that were checking on their motion tripped cameras strapped to trees on the trail. They were nice enough to show us the photos that these cameras snapped of pigs roaming in the forest. What they showed were some big hairy toothy sides of bacon running around in Waimanalo.

Farmer’s Market

Throwback to the grapefruit. Jabongs were everywhere, on the branches and on the ground.

Heliconia

Best left uncut.

Just a little more

Avocados ripe for the picking.

The mountains are calling

Not today.

Wheels?

Walking or wheeling, guess it will be walking today.

Who wants to go in first?

As we climbed up a small hill, we discovered this tunnel that looked like it ran straight through. Nobody had the urge to go exploring today.

I need a machete

Apple bananas. Yum.

Olomana

Ending our walk about in the Waimanalo forest, we were treated to a different perspective of Olomana.

GPS Tracks

Rambling around Waimanalo for about 3.7 miles was a nice way to spend almost five hours in the forest.