Hooked up with Cathy, Donna and Edgar again for another fun filled day. Rounding out Team Hawaii was Danny, who was nice enough to get us the trail permits.

Permit Kiosk

We were the first car to roll into the town parking lot and showed our permits to the caretaker who gave us miniature maps to guide us on the trail. Found out that it’s too cold for rattlesnakes on the trail. No chance of getting a snake bite, 100% chance of freezing our okoles off. Somebody was also surprised that we were going to get wet on today’s hike.

Access Road

Didn’t we drive here in a 4×4?

Icicle Crossing

Danny lending Jasmin a hand lest she fall into the river and become a popsicle.

Fall Colors

Primary colors. Photo by Edgar Gamiao

Kanarraville Town Lands

Leaving the jeep road behind us as we embarked on the hiking trail.

Kanarra Creek

Danny making his way over one of many creek crossings.

Kanarra Creek

Cathy contouring further up the bank as we followed the faint trail. Photo by Edgar Gamiao

Kanarra Creek

The group hopscotching their way across the ankle deep water.

Kanarra Creek

Climbing our way out of the riverbed and up through jumbled orange-red rocks. Photo by Daniel Garcia.

Kanarra Creek

Passing underneath the fall foliage. Photo by Edgar Gamiao

Kanarra Creek

Still trying to delay the inevitable.

Kanarra Creek

We temporarily left the riverbed to climb up to explore the puka riddled rocks.

Slot Canyon

Danny entering the carved channel formed by wind and water.

Slot Canyon

We bumped into another group who asked if we were going to the second falls as they heard that the ladder has been removed. I guess we’ll find out. Photo by Edgar Gamiao

Slot Canyon

Passing through the sheer, striated rock walls that were shaded with orange, brown and red colors. Photo by Daniel Garcia.

Kanarra Falls #1

We had the rock jam waterfall all to ourselves. Photo by Jasmin Nepomuceno.

Kanarra Falls #1

Taking our turns climbing up the log nailed with slippery and shaky metal steps.

Kanarra Falls #1

Scrambling up the boulder waterfall. Photo by Edgar Gamiao

Kanarra Creek

Log crossing. Photo by Daniel Garcia

Kanarra Creek

We walked across the top of this small waterfall. Photo by Edgar Gamiao

Kanarra Creek

Danny contouring around a large boulder.

Kanarra Creek

We scrambled up the rooted hill looking for intelligent life in these mountains. Photo by Donna Mae.

Kanarra Creek

All we found was a hiker evolution that were short a couple key primates. Photo by Edgar Gamiao

Poison Ivy

Trying not to make contact with the oily resin.

Kanarra Creek

Traveling along the banks covered in deciduous growth. Photo by Jasmin Nepomuceno

Slot Canyon

Who wants to go first?

Kanarra Falls #2

The buck stops here as the ladder is no longer there, but a rope was dangling next to the flowing sheet of freezing water. Don’t look at me!

Kanarra Falls #2

I can’t feel my feet! Photo by Daniel Garcia.

Kanarra Falls #2

Group photo as misery loves company.

Slot Canyon

Leaving the knee deep water behind us.

Kanarra Creek

Danny thawing himself out.

Kanarra Creek

Keeping the semi-frozen blood flowing. Photo by Edgar Gamiao.

Kanarra Creek

If a tree falls in a forest, will hikers climb on it? Photo by Daniel Garcia.

Kanarra Creek

Whose bright idea was this? Photo by Cathy Gamiao.

Kanarra Creek

Somebody took a short cut on the way down. Much smarter than monkeying my way back down. Photo by Cathy Gamiao

Kanarra Creek

Danny contouring around the boulder to drop back down into the waterfall.

Kanarra Falls #1

Making our way down the wedged boulder.

Kanarra Falls #1

Danny standing in the narrow canyon as the sunlight illuminated the multi-colored sandstone sculpted walls.

Kanarra Falls #1

Slippery slope. Logical fallacy aside. Photo by Daniel Garcia

Slot Canyon

Leaving the mini-Narrows canyon.

Kanarra Creek

I was thinking we should have kept our waterproof socks and shoes for one more day. Day late and a dollar short.

Kanarra Creek

Looking over the chilly creek, that is best enjoyed from a distance. Photo by Jasmin Nepomuceno.

Kanarra Creek

Back on dry land. Photo by Jasmin Nepomuceno.

All pau

Our little gem of a canyon hike covered 4.14 miles through jaw dropping scenery and bone chilling waters. Post hike meal at Pho Vietnamese Cuisine. The cook was a genuine Vietnamese. Authentic food just like what you would find back home.
Postscript. I found out a week later that my calves suffered some sort of freezer burns from my creek immersion. Travel souvenirs.

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.