We flew to the second largest island in the Hawaiian archipelago to do some exploring this weekend.

Honoapi’ilani Highway

Matt picked us up at the airport and we decided to drive to the West side of the island to escape the rain that was showering the central part of the Valley Isle, motoring along the coastal highway that was built in 1927 to replace the 1900s dirt road that had 115 hairpin turns. Talk about getting carsick.

Honoapi’ilani Highway

We stopped at the side of the highway and talked story with Alan “Yamaz” Yamamoto, a local Molokai boy, who is a graduate and retired employee of Lahainaluna School.

Honoapi’ilani Highway

Yamaz cleared and started this rock garden after the 2020 COVID pandemic from rock and coral culled from nearby Olowalu Beach. The Hawaiian words “O Keia Ke Kukui Pio’ole I Ka Makani O Kaua’ula” roughly translate to “This torch can’t be extinguished by the winds off Kaua’ula.”

Honoapi’ilani Highway

One of many “message rocks” that border the front of the rock garden.

Honoapi’ilani Highway

If you ever find yourself driving Westside, stop by and thank this guy for all his hard work. And maybe leave a “message rock” while you’re at it.

Lahaina Memorial

We paid our respects to the 115 crosses that represents each of the lives lost in the tragic fire that swept Lahaina on August 8, 2023. On a personal anecdote, a friend had told me he got a sweet deal on a place to stay in Lahaina two weeks prior to the fires. Luckily, he was able to walk out of town but lost all his personal belongings except his car which somehow survived intact.

Lahaina

Looking at the first banyan tree planted in the Hawaiian islands on April 24, 1873 to mark the 50th anniversary of the first Protestant mission.

Lahaina

This is how the tree looked after the wildfires had ravaged the old whaling town. Its recovery symbolizes the hope and strength of the surrounding community. Photo by Dominick Del Vecchio.

Lahaina

The residential heart of Lahaina are slowly being rebuilt with the commercial areas moving at a kahuli pace. The 30′ “L” has been overlooking the town since 1929, the large letter is refreshed annually by the Lahainaluna students.

Makaluapuna Point

Walking alongside the lava formation known as Dragon’s Teeth.

Makaluapuna Point

Chico circling inside the Kapalua labyrinth that was built in 2005 as a peace project.

Honolua Bay

Scenic point at the bay famous for its long right hand point surf break.

Honolua Bay

We walked down to the bay shoreline and the normally turquoise blue waters were somewhat muddied due to all the recent heavy rain and runoff.

Honolua Bay

The guys talking to Leialoha Manuwa, descended from ali’i (noble ruling class) and claimant to the Crown Lands that we were standing on. Thought bubbles not included.

Honolua Bay

Rowing and rowing our boat and not getting anywhere. Maybe water would help and no holes in the boat.

Honolua Bay

This place looks like it’s straight out of a Harry Potter book. Enchanted. Magical. Mystical. Enthralled. Captivated. Mesmerized. Bedazzled. Running out of superlative adjectives.

Chutes and Ladders

Matt angled and parked the van to ensure clean lines of sight as we stopped at our next adventure. A mother and daughter pair decided to follow us down the trail, hoping to see something enchanted. Wrong place.

Chutes and Ladders

We had to bushwhack a bit to find the cliff going down. Maintaining three points of contact as the rocks were a tad slippery due to recent rain. The female duo decided to turn around as there was nothing to see. Move along.

Chutes and Ladders

Scotty making his way down.

Chutes and Ladders

Chico climbing his down the roughly 40′ cliff face.

Chutes and Ladders

Scott approaching the tide pools that was on his bucket list. Look but don’t touch. Close enough.

Chutes and Ladders

The blue-green tide pools get regularly flushed out by the ocean.

Chutes and Ladders

Our scattered group shot against the pebbly rock face.

Chutes and Ladders

Climbing back up the cliff face and to our next spot.

Nakalele Blowhole

Despite what the sign says, are we at Hanauma Bay Rock Bridge?

Nakalele Blowhole

Will the real blowhole please stand up? Thank you.

Nakalele Blowhole

This is what the Nakalele Heart Rock used to look like.

Nakalele Blowhole

Now it looks like this. Constant ocean erosion finally split the iconic rock formation in half as of January 2020. Another victim of the COVID pandemic?

Nakalele Blowhole

Well, if I can’t get a heart rock photo, I can at least get a shaka photo.

Nakalele Blowhole

Going back up the trail, this dislodged turned runaway boulder almost split Chico in half. Luckily, he rolled and tumbled out of the boulder’s path. Nimble as a ninja or at least a Beverly Hills Ninja ala Chris Farley.

Olivine Pools

Some were convinced we were not at the right tide pools. The rest of us didn’t know any better.

Olivine Pools

Double exposure. One is more than enough.

Olivine Pools

Leave only footprints. Muddy footprints.

Kahukuloa

Driving through the isolated village that doesn’t appreciate any honking of the horns.

Kahekili Highway

Roadside recyclable graffiti.

Kahekili Highway

Driving on this stretch of the road involves multiple hairpin turns, steep ocean drop offs often with no guardrails and narrow one-lane sections.

Howzit Hostels

We had time to kill so we ended up driving to Iao Valley for naught as the road was closed and somebody could have cared less, had dinner at Kalei’s Lunchbox and checked into our place for the night.

Wailuku

Day 2
Checking out of our hostel where we missed the creative pancakes and picked up McDonald’s instead. Matt also picked up four new hiking friends in the form of Brittney (Canada), Steve (Chicago), Sophie (Germany) and Zollo (Texas). Social media influencer and hostel volunteers.

Sunny D

Passing the Car-BQ as we plunged into the jungle.

Sunny D

Climbing our way down to the stream.

Sunny D

Passing a smaller waterfall as we followed the stream down. Some of us will be back.

Sunny D

Scotty approaching the end of the waterfall and the beginning of the ocean.

Sunny D

The girls wanted to make a splash in the deep pool.

Sunny D

Group photo at the end of the waterfall that drops into the ocean.

Sunny D

Pull back drone photo of the 150′ waterfall and other coastal waterfalls spilling into the ocean.

Sunny D

Brittney assured her nervous friends that her butt was wedged into the rock and she was locked in. No worries, she wasn’t going anywhere. Famous last words?

Sunny D

POV of the 45 meter drop to the ocean for our European friend.

Sunny D

Peering over the edge with Insta360.

Sunny D

Leaving the tidefall behind us.

Sunny D

The rest of the group streamed to the smaller waterfall while Kenny, Scotty and myself climbed back up the hill.

Sunny D

Brittney swam out to the base of the waterfall as she was already wet.

Sunny D

Chico wanted to make a splash in the pool as he was already wet as well.

Sunny D

Somebody filming themselves on the trail. Who needs somebody to take their picture when you can do it yourself?

Squirts

Walking to our next waterfall.

Squirts

This is not the trail. Turn around.

Squirts

Back on the road again.

Squirts

Following the sound of rushing water to its source.

Squirts

Miles and miles, hours and hours of rock hopping. Actually it turned out to be around 40 minutes. It just seemed endless.

Squirts

How long more? Somebody threw in their shoes and turned back.

Squirts

The girls next to a side waterfall.

Squirts

Climbing and contouring our way around a fallen tree.

Squirts

The end is in sight!

Squirts

Group photo at the end of the coastal waterfall.

Squirts

Jurassic Island in the background.

Squirts

Droning the 250′ falls crashing into the ocean below us.

Squirts

Product placement. Social media influencer and all. The apple got a free ride.

Squirts

Chico peering over the edge with his Insta360.

Squirts

Forget Door Dash and Uber Eats, there is a little known service that delivers to remote areas called Sherpa.

Squirts

Much to our relief, we found the trail that bypassed the rock hopping stream and ended up taking roughly 10 minutes. Time saver.

Squirts

Back on the road.

Squirts

We walked back to our cars; airdropped photos, consumed earned calories and somebody talked smack.

Savor Maui

Stopped at a nearby food truck to have pulled pork sandwiches and watched the preening peacock and food snatching peahens. These screeching birds, native to India, were introduced to Hawaii in 1860 and have since colonized all the major islands.

Naval Air Station Puunene

We tried to see some other bunkers but access was closed off. So we drove further down the road and checked out these abandoned structures that date back from WW2.

Naval Air Station Puunene

Running across the top of the earthen-bermed structures formerly used for ammunition storage.

Naval Air Station Puunene

Practicing my collision avoidance skills in the old telephone exchange building turned chop shop.

Naval Air Station Puunene

We checked out a couple other abandoned structures, cleaned up the van, and had a late lunch at Sonic. Where are the carhops? Big shout out to Matt who rented the van and was our uber driver for the weekend and for showing us around the island. Thanks to the group for an amazing adventure filled with exploration, waterfalls and scenic spots.

Photos/Crew taken by Chico Cantu, Kenny Lui, Matt Vidaurri, Scott Dea, 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.

Analyn and I flew to Maui to meet up with Andy and Matt for another adventure filled weekend on the Valley Isle. After they picked us up, we ate breakfast at Zippys and went shopping for food and drinks at Walmart.

Twin Falls

The weather pattern around the island pretty much dictated our plans for the day, which was exploring waterfalls on the way to Hana. I was not blocking the gate at our first waterfall, just standing on it … Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Twin Falls

… when Analyn decided to sit higher on the gate. Let the oneupmanship begin. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Red Ginger

You should be a watercolor. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Caveman Falls

We took the side trail to the left away from the main falls to see the “true” twin falls, where I went out on a limb and sat on the lower branch. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Ho’olawa Falls

Analyn went further out on a limb and perched herself on the higher branch. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Road to Hana

It’s not only the narrow, winding road and gawking tourists that will slow your travel to Hana; but also the occasional stray canine.

Kolea

Our second stop had us passing through an irrigation system, that diverts water to Central Maui, before …

Kolea

… Matt told us to turn around as conditions didn’t look right.

Lower Waikamoi Falls

Our third stop found us at this popular local watering hole where a couple folks were taking turns swinging into the pool.

Upper Waikamoi Falls

We didn’t want to crash the pool party, so we continued further up the trail to find a bigger waterfall.

Upper Waikamoi Falls

Group photo left to right: Andy, Analyn, myself and Matt. Photo by Andrew Keller.

Upper Waikamoi Falls

Looking back as we try to figure out which camera to look at. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Waikamoi stream

Who pulled the pose off better? Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Waikamoi stream

I think the jury is still out on this one. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Lower Waikamoi Falls

Take the photo or the plunge? Rhetorical question.

Honomanu Stream

After Matt angled the car just right at our fourth stop, we prepared to dip our big toes in the brown water when Matt determined that we would be dipping our chests in the water, so we turned around and jumped back into the car.

Wailua Valley

Matt flew his drone over the valley, that is the largest single source of surface water in the State, at our fifth stop.

Waikani Falls

Three hikers standing in for the Three Bears that pretty much merged into one at our sixth stop.

Upper Hanawi Falls

Our last waterfall for the day. Parking was tight for most of the popular waterfalls. Watch the poop. Human poop.

Upper Hanawi Falls

The rain started coming down, so being that we didn’t want to melt in the rain, Andrew and I went back to the car. We also found out that the remote works from quite a distance. Photo by Andrew Keller.

Upper Hanawi Falls

Analyn and Matt decided to explore the falls a little more. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Upper Hanawi Falls

The unwritten rule is that when standing on an arch, you have to arch your back as well. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Upper Hanawi Falls

Looking deeper into the falls. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Upper Hanawi Falls

It was time to stop playing in the rain and come back to the car. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Nahiku Marketplace

Somebody talked up the coconut shrimp, how people from miles away comes to this very spot to scarf this heavily battered coconut shrimp down. And then he went next door to get the ribs. Local price to boot. Too bad the mountain apple tree in the front was not ready to have its fruits picked. Time was running out after our late lunch, so we drove back to Kahului to pick up Chris, whom had flown in on the 5pm flight.

Lahaina

We settled into our rooms at the Aston Mahana; thanks to Matt and went out on the town to poke around the art galleries, curio shops and especially looking for that “I survived the road to Hana” T-shirt. We also found a T-shirt for Andrew and his future offspring. Before taking our leave of the historical whaling turned tourist town, we experienced the largest banyan tree in the US, that has 17 tree trunks and covers almost an acre. That’s a big tree. We picked up our dinner at Round Table Pizza with a 50% discount, thanks to Matt’s military ID. Thank you for your service.

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.