Back on the West side for another round of hiking.

Nanakuli

Thanks to Marilyn for dropping us off in the valley where they pretend to be deaf. Good, we won’t disturb them this morning.

Nanakuli

Webbing? We don’t need stinkin’ webbing. Well, at least for now.

Nanakuli

Climbing out of the ditch and onto the cattle trail.

Nanakuli

Passing through the landscape dominated by invasive kiawe trees.

Nanakuli

Pushing our way through head high invasive California grass. Where are the natives?

Nanakuli

We began the short and steep climb up towards the ridge line.

Nanakuli

Scrambling up the trail that I heard is popular with the local kids. Once we crested the ridge line, I noticed that my sunglasses that were perched on top of my cap must have been “snatched” by those pesky bushes coming up. Oh well. They were the cheap six dollar ones you buy at Ross.

Nanakuli

Thankfully Akira had recovered my sunglasses as he was coming up the flank of the ridge. Domo arigatou gozaimasu! I have my eye protection back!

Nanakuli

Climbing up the hardscrabble ridge marked with dry shrubs and rocks of assorted sizes and shapes punctuating the ground under our feet.

Nanakuli

Akira cresting a hump on the ridge with Nanakuli Valley in the background.

Nanakuli

Pushing through a patch of pine trees on the ridge.

Nanakuli

Following the spur ridge that will soon connect us to the Waianae Summit Trail.

Nanakuli

That’s why I love ridge hiking, the elevation and view gains, and the terrain changes that throws in some rock climbing here and there.

Nanakuli

Enjoying the scant shadow that offered a respite from the sweltering sun.

Nanakuli

Looking back at double views of Nanakuli and Lualualei Valleys.

Nanakuli

Scrambling up the eroded hill as we neared the top.

Palehua

Traversing the surprisingly well marked trail.

Palehua

Chico trying to figure out what purpose these government buildings serve. Fire watch towers?

Palehua

We navigated through the forest line and popped back out at the base of the communications tower that symbolically marks the start or finish of the Waianae Summit Trail (WST).

WST

Going up the stairs that leads us to the bamboo forest and beyond.

WST

Hiking through the forests of Palehua have been described as mystical, I would heartily agree as it’s steeped in history and legend.

WST

Just missing the fedora, leather jacket and bull whip.

WST

The tree huggers posing with the multiple trunked tree.

WST

Following the carved trail on the side of the cliff that would lead us through a gated fence and another grove of pine trees.

WST

Climbing through native plants and forest.

Palikea

Belated birthday hike for Akira with a spam musubi that was standing in for a cupcake.

Palikea

Group photo at the 3,098′ summit.

Palikea

Just missing the birds. The bee population in Hawaii and the country has been declining in alarming numbers. This should be of grave concern as they are one of the major pollinators for our food sources.

WST

Resuming our hike on the fenced trail.

WST

Burrowing our way through the dense and tangled mess of clidemia plants and uluhe ferns.

WST

This wouldn’t be the WST with at least one fence crossing.

WST

Working our way around a blowdown on the trail.

WST

“Swimming” our way through the sea of uluhe ferns.

WST

Akira admiring the central plain views and the strikingly clear profile of the entire Ko’olau Mountain Range.

WST

Going down the sleep slope while arresting our fall with the fence line.

WST

Contouring our way around the rocks and fence line.

WST

Going down a slippery slope. Unfortunately, it was the wrong one. Throw in another 25 minutes of extra cardio. Why not?

WST

Follow the one glove. It will never lead you astray.

WST

Traversing the emerald moss path.

WST

Approaching the steep cliff aka the highlight of the day.

WST

Who wants to go first?

Pohakea Pass

Descending down a “technical” climb is less desirable than ascending one.

Pohakea Pass

Akira making his way down.

Pohakea Pass

Watching gravity at work. Where is that guy that wanted to climb down this cliff? Oh yeah. He was watching his birds.

Pohakea Pass

Chico’s turn coming down. Since, there were only three in our group today, we didn’t have to wait that long for each person to make their climb down.

Pohakea Pass

Making our way back down to relatively “stable” ground.

Pohakea Pass

Nobody else wanted to climb on the rock to take a picture with the pass. Solo selfie it is.

WST

Making our way towards the junction in the forest that was dominated by pine trees.

WST

Our last group photo of the day as we got off the WST and made our way down the contour trail.

Kunia

Looking back at the the most difficult section on the WST. Until we meet again.

Kunia

We decided to see how cleared the trail was from start to finish.

Kunia

The overgrowth soon came back and claimed its first victim of the day. Man down.

Kunia

The trail soon intersected with the jeep road.

Kunia

Chico making friends on the trail.

All pau

Thanks to Matt for picking us up and congratulations on his promotion to E8. He also gave us a tour of his farm. Just missing a petting zoo. Our hike covered 6.45 miles with solid company. Post hike meal at Julie’z where Marilyn, Matt and Tessa also joined us. Should’ve stuck with the first choice of Thelma’s. Stewing chicken in the Chicken Papaya is just not cutting it anymore.

Photos taken by Akira Suzuki, Chico Cantu, Marilyn Bermudez 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.

A group of us gathered to walk and ride in the same day.

Kapolei

Last chance to get breakfast as we started our walk. Thanks to Dale for picking up Susan from our end point.

Kapolei

Playing in traffic.

Kapolei

Crossing traffic. Where are those JPO guards when you need them?

Kapolei

Headed to the town that gets a bad rap and I feel that the locals there like it that way. Keeps the place from turning into another Waikiki.

Farrington Highway

Local flavor of the social media platform.

Farrington Highway

Too early to pay a visit to the face in the treehouse.

Farrington Highway

The temptation of low hanging fruit. We are on the West side. Temptation refused.

Farrington Highway

Railroad crossing at Electric Beach.

Electric Beach

Checking out the beach that is popular with snorkelers and marine life that are attracted to the warm water discharged by the Kahe Power Plant.

Farrington Highway

Walking on the train tracks of history.

Farrington Highway

Playing in the shallow end.

Farrington Highway

Leaving behind the Kahe Power Plant that first opened in 1963 and still supplies power to the island to even out the wind and solar generated electricity.

Black Rocks Beach Park

Dropped into the cove to check out the currents and views.

Black Rocks Beach Park

She sells seashells on the seashore
The shells she sells are seashells, I’m sure
So if she sells seashells on the seashore
Then I’m sure she sells seashore shells.

Say it three times fast.

Nanakuli

Waiting for high tide.

Nanakuli

One can find church anywhere. On the coast. In the Mountains. In your heart.

The Mermaid Cave

Dropping in to check out the coral reefs carved and hollowed out by years of pounding surf. Also known as “Tunnels.”

The Mermaid Cave

360 degree photo of the spot that was once flooded with curious people wanting to check it out due to social media influencers. The novelty seems to have worn off probably much to the relief of the nearby residents.

Kalaniana’ole Beach Park

Nobody offered food to us traveling hikers, I guess they were pretending to be deaf.

Kalaniana’ole Beach Park

Harder than it looks. Protect your family jewels.

Kalaniana’ole Beach Park

Susan claimed this was the cleanest bathroom on this side of the island. We’ll just have to taker word for it.

Kalaniana’ole Beach Park

Somebody had their head up so far up Ferlino’s arse, that he was forced to grab the banyan tree roots.

Nanakuli

Walking past a mural decorated with the paintings of famous local musicians and singers from the West side.

Nanakuli Super

I think you’re closer than 50′ feet Dale.

Nanakuli Super

Somebody else should be holding this capsule toy. Somebody that fits the definition of a pinay. Not to be confused with Winnie.

Nanakuli

What happened to Mike’s Bake Shop? The times they are a changing.

Nanakuli

Mailbox sighting of the world famous beagle who first appeared in 1950.

Farrington Highway

Is it T-Mobile Tuesday? No, it’s just Sunny Sunday.

Maili

Thanks to Dave and Susan for the rides back to our cars where we finished under the shadows of the pillboxes above us.

GPS Tracks

Our sixth installment in the island perimeter walk covered 9.3 miles with fun friends.

Hawaiian Railway Society

Most of us drove over to Ewa to check in for our 1:00pm train ride where Chris and Jasmin joined us. No kama’aina discount. Just senior discount. Mari shared the mochi that Dale brought for Girl’s Day. Boys can eat too.

Hawaiian Railway Society

Killing time by taking pictures of the vintage trains scattered around the yard, most of them date back to the 1880s.

Hawaiian Railway Society

All aboard!

Hawaiian Railway Society

We all enjoyed the one hour ride on the narrow gauge tracks that took us all the way to Electric Beach. No stop for ice cream at Ko’olina. Only the 3:00pm rides do that.

Hawaiian Railway Society

The return trip took half the time as we watched the same scenery unfold before us.

GPS Tracks

Our train ride back in time covered roughly 13 miles round trip. It’s hard to believe, but the year 1898 saw the completion of the Oahu Railway and Land train line that stretched from Iwilei to Kahuku.

Donki

Post train meal at the newest Japanese export store in Kapolei. Fun times.

Photos taken by Akira Suzuki, Chris Bautista, Dale Yoshizu, Ferlino Carinio, Jasmin Carinio, Mari Saito, Susan Katz, 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.

Met up with Aida, Allison, Ferlino, Jasmin, and Mari at the parking lot of McDonald’s to start our perimeter walk #9.

Kapolei

The combat medic saved the day for Mari’s shoes when he ran to Home Depot and gorilla glued her soles shut.

Maili

Mahalo to Chico for dropping our group off in the pebbly town that has the highest percentage of Native Hawaiians in Hawai’i.

Farrington Highway

Starting out on what was originally a walking route that connected people from Central and Ewa Beach to the West side. Repeating and walking in history.

Farrington Highway

Walking on the only artery that goes in and out of the Leeward coast and is considered one of the most dangerous stretches of roadway on the island for pedestrians due to its poor design. What are we doing again?

Mike’s Bake Shop

We stopped at this hole in the wall for some delicious morning pastries. This shop among two others was part of a violent robbery spree back in 2017 that all occurred within a 24 hour period.

Ulehawa Stream

The Hawaiian meaning of the stream is “filthy penis.” I guess that’s why its located in a stream, to wash it off.

Nanakuli Super

We stopped at the family owned and operated store since 1973, to browse and came out with candy canes filled with miniature bottles of fireball whisky. I bought one and somehow ended up carrying four.

Farrington Highway

Colorful artwork that covered the utility boxes on the sides of the road.

OR&L

Ferlino standing on the narrow gauge tracks whose trains and whistles have long been silenced.

Nanakuli

Spotted a honu (green sea turtle) bobbing in the rough waters.

Mermaid Cave

Ferlino dropping into Tunnels.

Nanakuli

Can you see the heart for the waves?

Nanakuli

The peeling paint makes it easier to see the heart.

Nanakuli

We followed the shoreline with the crashing waves on our way back out to the highway.

Nanakuli

When is a pillbox not a pillbox?

Nanakuli

Aida watching the surging water come in and out of the sandy cove.

OR&L

We continued our walk until a tree stopped us dead in our tracks.

OR&L

From 1889 until 1947, Oahu Railway & Land Company (OR&L) moved passengers and cargo from Iwilei to Kahuku on its 3 foot railway.

OR&L

First a tree and now a bicycle. Is somebody trying to derail our walk?

OR&L

We detoured and climbed out of the ditch to join back up to Dillingham’s legacy to Oahu’s transportation history.

OR&L

Where there’s a tree, you’ll find Ferlino on it.

OR&L

The girls crossing over a trestle with the Hawaiian Electric (HECO) power plant in the background.

Electric Beach

Group photo at the passive sign that now serves as a backdrop instead of regulating traffic back in the day.

Farrington Highway

We soon got off the tracks as it was leading us towards Ko Olina Resorts, which was formerly called Lanikuhonua (“where heaven meets earth”), and jumped back on the congested highway.

Farrington Highway

This Good Samaritan, a person that helps other people and especially strangers, stopped to ask if we needed assistance as she thought our car had broken down. Bless her heart.

Farrington Highway

Ferlino asked the owner of this rather imposing treehouse if we could climb it. Ask and you shall receive.

Tommy’s Treehouse

Some of us took the long way and others took the more direct approach.

Tommy’s Treehouse

The owner built this faux electric chair as he used to work at the nearby HECO powerplant.

Tommy’s Treehouse

The effort that went into building this treehouse took a period of three years and the attention to detail such as the “barnacles” on the tree limbs, crow’s nest, and the interior finishing’s all paid off for his kids and grandkids enjoyment. And obviously for curious passerby’s such as ourselves.

Tommy’s Treehouse

Leaving the highlight of the walk behind us.

Farrington Highway

Walking parallel against oncoming traffic.

Kalaeloa Blvd

Going down the home stretch where we successfully avoided the merging cars going onto the H1 highway to finish off our walk #9.

All pau

Post hike meal at the nearby Panda’s Express, home of authentic Chinese cuisine. Jasmin showed off her golf ball and thirty-one cents in loose change that she found on the walk. Still not enough to buy her even an eggroll.

GPS Tracks

Our walk covered 10.11 miles that was a mixture of railroad tracks, shoreline and paved roads. A fun day with good company.

Photos taken by Aida Gordon, Allison Banks, Ferlino Carinio, Jasmin Nepomuceno, Mari Saito, 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.

Chris, Ferlino and myself decided to traverse the entire Waianae Mountain Range this Veteran’s Day Weekend. From the other side.

Nanakuli Valley

Day 1

Thanks to Jasmin for dropping us in the kiawe infested valley.

Nanakuli Valley

The chilly morning was soon replaced by the heat and humidity of the valley as we made the short and stiff climb to gain the ridge line. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Nanakuli Ridge

Escaping the oppressive sauna box as we gained the ridge line. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Nanakuli Ridge

Standing out on the rocky ridge line. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Nanakuli Ridge

Looking back as the rising sun torched the top of Heleakala ridge. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Nanakuli Ridge

Climbing up the exposed ridge to gain the shade of the forested canopy at the top. Photo by Chris Bautista

Nanakuli Ridge

Looking back over into the largest coastal valley on the island that is also home to two of the tallest antenna towers in the Western hemisphere. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Nanakuli Ridge

Chris coming up the sweaty hill.

Palehua

Running across one of many military or government structures that dot the island.

Palehua

Ferlino making good use of his hiking poles on the paved road. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Palehua

What many call the “official” start or end of the Waianae Summit Trail.

Palehua

Chris rolling through the Indiana Jones boulders after passing Mauna Kapu which once had a heiau at the point. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Palehua

Ferlino overlooking the valley views. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Palehua

Going up the staircase after we passed an area rich in endemic fauna and flora. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Palikea

Group photo at the 3,098′ ti leaf summit.

Heleakala

Looking at the ridge that descends to the “Hawaiian Pyramid.” Photo by Chris Bautista.

Waianae Summit Trail (WST)

Awash in a sea of uluhe ferns, clawing and scratching us as we went down.

WST

Following the fenced ridge as we lost some of the elevation we had just gained.

WST

Treading softly on the mossy corridor. Photo by Chris Bautista.

WST

Getting ready to drop into the pass. Photo by Chris Bautista.

WST

Come on down and join the fun!

Pohakea Pass

Climbing down the 80′ cliff. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Pohakea Pass

Ferlino finally getting to climb the pass after so many missed attempts.

Pohakea Pass

Chris about to climb off the pass.

WST

Ferlino climbing up the crack.

WST

Back on the ridge line to have the sun shining down on our sweaty faces. Photo by Chris Bautista.

WST

We still had a little more rock climbing and scrambling ahead of us. Nothing to break a sweat over. Photo by Chris Bautista.

WST

Chris pulling himself up and around a rock blocking the ridge line.

WST

Nature’s rock climbing gym. Free. Just pay with your sweat and hopefully no blood.

WST

Putting distance between us and the imposing and intimidating pass. Photo by Chris Bautista.

WST

Climbing over the fence to continue our climb along the rocky ridge line.

Camp Kaua

We set up camp at the 3,127′ grassy summit.

Camp Kaua

Watching the sunset. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Camp Kaua

Good night from the third highest peak on the island.

Pu’u Kaua

Day 2

We broke down camp and welcomed the second day of our hike.

WST

Some people had to take the harder way instead of the contour. To each their own.

WST

Ferlino climbing his way down to the first obstacle. Sliding down works as well. Photo by Chris Bautista.

WST

Chris climbing down the rockface.

Gorilla Heads

Looking at the backside of the larger of the gorilla head obstacles. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Gorilla Heads

Ferlino climbing up and over the boulder.

Gorilla Heads

Going down the frontside of the crumbly rockface. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Gorilla Heads

Watching Chris and Ferlino making their way down.

Gorilla Heads

Chris the Redeemer and a photobomber on the smaller rockface. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

WST

O Tannenbaum. 42 days to be exact. Photo by Chris Bautista.

WST

Approaching the summit of Kanehoa.

WST

Scrambling over the rocky section after we left the 2,778′ summit.

Pu’u Hapapa

Group photo on the squared off pad with wrap around views of the island. I have it on good authority that the actual 2,883′ summit was more up the hill.

Pu’u Hapapa

Enjoying the coastal views below from the pallet runway. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Pu’u Hapapa

Taking shelter from the brutal afternoon sun where we took a short nap.

Hapapa Trail

We woke up refreshed and resumed our hike down the ubiquitous fence line.

Hapapa Trail

Going down the exposed and rocky ridge. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Hapapa Trail

Ferlino approaching the second notch.

Hapapa Trail

Panoramic views from the top of the notch. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Hapapa Trail

Descending down towards the larger notch.

Hapapa Trail

Looking back at the sheer cliff. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Hapapa Trail

Sliding our way down through the stand of paperbark trees. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Hapapa Trail

Ferlino checking out a possible camp site. It was rejected for not meeting milspecs.

Kolekole Pass

We set up camp at the lowest point in the Waiane Mountain Range. Thanks to Chris who met Mia down the road to pick up our doordash delivery from Popeye’s.

Kolekole Pass

Day 3

We broke down camp as a steady stream of hikers started to show up. Mahalo to CJ for bringing us unexpected breakfast and other goodies.

Kolekole Pass Rock

It’s hard to find a person to play the victim in a realistic manner.

Kolekole Pass

Who brought the metal detector? I guess we have to tread softly.

Kalena Trail

Going up the stiff and eroded climb as the sun broke over the mountains behind us.

Kalena Trail

A military geocache that has seen better days. Time for a new ammo can. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Kalena Trail

Hiking on the ridge line with the hazy mountains behind us. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Kalena Trail

Scrambling up the narrow rock dike. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Kalena Trail

Clear views of both of our destinations – Kalena and Ka’ala, the two highest peaks on the island. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Kalena Trail

Enjoying the morning mountain views. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Kalena Trail

Chris traversing another narrow dike on the trail. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Kalena Trail

Ferlino passing sexxxy ridge as he followed the fence line. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Star Trek

Live long and prosper. Man down. The search for more cardio. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Kalena Trail

Hiking up the final and steep climb to the 3,504′ summit. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Pu’u Kalena

Group photo at the second highest peak on the island.

Pu’u Kalena

Chris enjoying the shade from the sun on the moss carpeted ohia tree.

WST

We ran into two other hikers, Takashi and Susy, coming from the other direction.

WST

Chris and Ferlino contouring up the ridge line.

WST

Climbing in and out of the split fence line.

Hobbs

Resting before the final leg to the highest peak on the island.

WST

Pushing through the thick and thorny overgrowth. Punctures for days.

WST

Somebody didn’t let the weight of the hike crush his spirit.

WST

I didn’t know this swing determines if you are a goat or monkey. Photo by Chris Bautista.

WST

Going up the steep and moss slicked boulders.

WST

Pulling myself up. It was rather taxing I must admit. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Ka’ala Bog

Wandering through the misty rainforest home to endemic fauna and flora.

Ka’ala Bog

Meeting up with the boardwalk. We have no dogs. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Ka’ala Bog

Ferlino approaching the 4,025′ summit and radar installation.

Camp Ka’ala

Bench with a view.

Camp Ka’ala

We set up camp after a worker nearby told us to be careful and spun some supernatural stories about this area. Sleep tight and don’t let the ghosts bite. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Mount Ka’ala

Day 4

We woke up and broke down camp after a ghost free experience on the highest peak on the island. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Mount Ka’ala

Looking back at the red blinking lights of the radar installation.

Mount Ka’ala

Walking down the road with the twinkling city lights of Waialua and Haleiwa in front of us. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Mount Ka’ala

Chris checking out the secret route to Stairway to Heaven. Hush hush.

Mount Ka’ala

Only one way traffic on the road this morning. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

WST

Leaving the road and going up the steep flank of the ridge. Photo by Chris Bautista.

WST

The fence line served as our navigational aid in the dense sea of uluhe overgrowth.

Three Corners

Chris checking out the valley views of Makaha and Makua in front of him, Mokuleia was behind him. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

WST

Leaving the roughly 2,800′ hill as we followed the fence through dips and peaks along the way.

Makua Valley

Looking down into the valley where ancient Hawaiians believed man was first created. The original inhabitants were slowly driven out by the roaming cattle from nearby ranches and then completely evicted by the US military who wanted the verdant valley home to three temples and other endemic fauna and flora for bombing practice. The lease is set to expire in 2029. Let’s see if the land is returned as promised by the US military.

WST

Contouring off the ridge where we passed a snail habitat and a spread of blue flags denoting endemic plants.

WST

Back on the exposed fenced ridge line with coastal, valley and mountain views.

WST

Ferlino was too busy hiking to enjoy the splendid views of Makua Valley.

WST

Chris walking down the trail to connect to the jeep road.

WST

I flagged down one of the many 4×4 trucks driving on the road to see if any kind souls would sell us some ice cold soda. Shout out to the lovely couple that gave me a can of sparkling water to be split three ways. A cold beverage on a hot day on a dusty road never tasted so good.

WST

Leaving the jeep road. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Kuaokala Trail

Can somebody get me a soda? Sorry, Chris was only making hot Korean ramen. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Kuaokala Trail

Chris and Ferlino making their way through the pine forests and towards where I was sitting on top of the dodo rock.

Kuaokala Trail

Heading to the Makua Rim trail.

Kuaokala Trail

Where are those 4×4’s when you need them?

Kuaokala Trail

Taking a short break underneath the picnic shelter before our final push to the end. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Kuaokala Trail

Enjoying the wide open trail while we can.

Kuaokala Trail

In search of a suitable trail. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Kaena Point

Trying to stay on the off-beaten track is always a challenge.

Kaena Point

Putting the bushwhacking behind us.

Kaena Point

Straying off the off-beaten track after we lost the stalking truck.

Kaena Point

Our ten minutes of stress induced anxiety were finally over.

Kaena Point

Chris overlooking the westernmost point on the island, a place that ancient Hawaiians called the “leaping place for the souls.”

Kaena Point

Ferlino coming down from the mountain.

Kaena Point

Looking out towards the ocean where a little known volcano, Kaena, sank over two million years ago. Kaena along with Waianae and Ko’olau helped to create the island of Oahu. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Kaena Point

#17. Group photo celebrating our first, third and eighth time finishing the entire Waianae Summit Trail. This also marked my twenty-first cumulative completions of both the KST and WST. 21 for 2021. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Kaena Point

Somebody could already taste the ice cold soda coming down the grassy and rocky ridge.

Kaena Point

Thanks to Art, Lilyn and Quan for meeting us with cold carbonated beverages at the base of the ridge. It’s the little things that can pick you up after a long weekend. Photo by Quan Haberstroh.

Kaena Point

Hiking our way back over the two mile long trail that follows remnants of railroad tracks and home to cliffs harboring tidepools, arches and abandoned vehicles.

Kaena Point

No green flash for us, but the sunset was still striking.

Kaena Point

Obviously the coordination to pull off a triple champagne dousing was a little beyond us. But everybody still got wet. Photo by Jasmin Carinio.

Electric Beach

Plenty thanks as well to Aida, Jasmin, Marilyn and Tessa for joining us with enough delicious food to whet our caloric deficit. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

All pau

Our bellies were full and our hearts content. Thanks again to everybody that came out and supported us. Much mahalos!

GPS Tracks

Our original three day hike turned four day hike due to technical difficulties covered 28.6 miles through the entire Waianae Summit Trail. The hike was filled with soaring temperatures, rough terrain and unmatched views. Best of all, it was done with and the support from great friends.

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.

Rain kept me off the mountains. Again. Plan B. Despite assurances from a hunter at the Manana trailhead, that it only rains in the morning, we all piled into Jose’s car and drove to the West side looking for a dry trail to hike.

Westside Pavilion

We soon found ourselves roughly two miles deep on Lualualei Naval Road in Nanakuli, where we parked outside Westside Pavilion, a party venue. If one has the proper military clearances, the road goes all the way to Kolekole Pass and beyond. A somewhat suspicious caretaker swung by and quizzed us as to what we were doing and if we worked in the insurance or law enforcement fields. Hiking was our reply. His parting advice to us was “Lock your car as this is Waianae.” Sound advice anywhere.

Trailhead

The trailhead is across the street and easily gained by climbing up a concrete wall and squeezing in between a barbed wire fence.

Where is the trail?

We followed the faint foot trail in the dry grass and kiawe trees.

Heiau?

Going up the rocky slope, we skirted the remains of a rock wall. Perhaps it was once part of a heiau?

Scrambling

The trail going up the northern ridge is somewhat obvious, punctuated with faded ribbons that marks the path.

Two more humps

Going up the somewhat steep ridge provided a cardio wake up and several rock faces sprinkled along the way were easily climbed thanks to numerous handholds and footholds.

Can you see the rainbow?

Rain made a quick show in Lualualei Valley and a rainbow soon appeared over the coastline, washed out by the strong Waianae sun.

Maui!

Passing the second false peak, the triangular face of the adjacent ridge which bears a striking resemblance to a pyramid, popped into view. Heleakala means “where the sun is snared” as the Hawaiian demigod, Maui, caught the sun and slowed her down so that his mother’s bark cloth would have more time to dry.

One more hump to go

Thessa climbing towards the summit of Pu’u Heleakala.

Pink flowers

As we neared the summit, we left behind the dry shrub, which was replaced by greener vegetation and a profusion of these tiny pink flowers.

Lualualei Valley

Looking down into Lualualei Valley and the Navy’s VLF Antenna Farm that towers over the land at 1,503′.

Hawaiian Pyramid

Jose pointing to the ridge commonly called the “Hawaiian Pyramid” for obvious reasons. As one climbs higher, the perspective changes and it looks less like a pyramid and more of a ridge.

Pu’u Heleakala

Group photo at the 1,900′ summit left to right: Jose, Brian, Thessa and myself. I heard that a Buddha statue once marked the summit, Buddha was nowhere to be seen.

The trail to Palikea

Looking towards the 1,000′ drop to the saddle and the 1,200′ climb back up towards the pyramid ridge. The ridgeline continues to Palikea and Palehua if one so wishes. Today we had no such wish. Another hike for another day.

Going down

We decided to take the gradually sloped southern ridge, which splits Nanakuli and Lualualei Valleys, back down.

Baby mantis

Jose found this tiny critter, which was about the size of a grain of rice. Thank goodness for macro capability in cameras.

Raining in the ocean

Looking out towards the ocean, we saw several rainclouds. Recycling in action.

Looking back

The summit of Pu’u Heleakala is easily gained and easily lost. The hike seemed too easy to be true.

Henry Guevara, we meet again

Coming down the ridge, we ran across this base that had “Henry Guevara” tagged on it. Apparently, he had just died a week earlier as his ashes are hanging on a tree at the summit, perhaps this was his favorite trail. Luckily, Brian did not sit in the ashes, like the last time on Olomana. Inside joke.

Down to the pillbox

We started descending down from the ridge before the residential housing area and towards this white topped pillbox.

No vacancy

The pillbox was taken, in terms of occupancy, by homeless people as their camp was located nearby.

Trail out

Walking back towards the road with Puu o Hulu Kai and Uka in the background.

Following the tracks

Remnants of railroad tracks that once crisscrossed the island.

Emergency Access

The road to nowhere? Photo by Thessa Bugay.

Is the coast clear?

Thessa hamming it up. No palm trees were taken or harmed during the photographing of this event.

GPS Tracks

Our dry hike in Nanakuli was a short and sweet 3.9 miles, as compared to a wet and long muddy hike if we had stuck with the original plan on going from Manana to Waimalu.

After our warm-up climb at Mauna Lahilahi, we drove towards Sea Century, a subdivision in Maili. Chris staged his truck at the end of Anaha Street and we all drove in Glenn’s truck to park on Kaukama Street where we would hike up Puu O Hulu. This volcanic hill separates Maili from Nanakuli and is actually made up of two hills, Puu O Hulu Kai and Puu O Hulu Uka.

Trailhead

The trailhead is located between the 7th and 8th street light on Kaukama Street.

Scenic view

Less than five minutes up the hill, we were rewarded with scenic views of the Waianae coastline and mountain range.

Manini rockface

Going up the rocky and grassy hill was uneventful until we came across one of numerous rockfaces that injected some sorely needed fun into this hike.

Bombucha rockface

I tried climbing up this rockface, but failed. So I took the trail that contoured around it. Guess I didn’t eat my Wheaties this morning.

Pillboxes

After about 30 minutes later, the pillboxes popped into view. There are five of them that are sprinkled on the top of the hill, affording commanding views of the ocean.

Pillbox view

Most of the pillboxes or bunkers had their blast shields and doors intact. Of course they were heavily graffitied with seemingly random shapes, letters, numbers and colors. Some of them could actually be hung on a wall.

Summit of Pu’u O Hulu Kai

We reached the 856′ summit of Pu’u O Hulu Kai under ample cloud cover and breezy tradewinds.

Headed down towards the saddle

We met another hiker at the summit, that had started from Hakimo Road, which I believe is the slightly easier route to take if one is so inclined.

Another puka

Headed down towards the saddle, we ran across another puka, which was smaller than the ones found at the Pali or Makapu’u.

Rock climbing practice

Glenn and Chris climbing down one of the last rockfaces before we hit the saddle. If rock climbing or scrambling is not your cup of tea, there are trails that contour around most of them.

Climbing up towards Pu’u O Hulu Uka

Following the fenceline up towards the sister hill of Pu’u O Hulu Uka where it soon ends to be replaced by a short section of rockfaces and ledges.

Top of Pu’u O Hulu Uka

Once past the rocky terrain, it was an easy walk towards the flag marked summit of Pu’u O Hulu Uka.

Lualualei Antenna Farm

Looking towards the twin towering 1,500′ antenna’s of the Lualualei Naval Radio Station. I believe these are the tallest artificial structures on the island. To put this in better perspective, these antenna’s dwarf the tallest building in the State, which is the First Hawaiian Center at a relatively puny 429′.

Last climb down

We made our way down the backside of Pu’u O Hulu Uka which was capped by one last rock climb down. Chris shows how it’s done with no rope. A clearly marked trail through the grass took us back to Anaha Street and Chris’s remote controlled air conditioned truck. Sweet.

This was our second attempt at hiking Palehua Ridge in the Waianae Mountain Range. A week earlier, we had drove to the end of Umena Street at the top of Makakilo and had obtained the combination to the gate, which Camp Timberline changes every month, which soon lead to another locked gate, but no key. So we parked our truck and walked up and down the road in a frustrating attempt to find the trailhead. Not knowing that we had literally come within yards of the trailhead when we had walked to the top communications site. Luckily, the Palehua Ranch caretaker found us and politely told us that nobody is allowed to be walking on Palehua Road, as it’s considered private and leads to scores of homes sitting on land leased from the Campbell Estate. He told us that for a $100 deposit and signing a liability waiver form, he would give us the key to the second gate which would allow us to drive all the way to the top of the upper communications site where the trailhead was located. Being beat, we said we would do it another day, which was today. After we parked our van at the top, we found the trailhead, which is to the right of the communication buildings. The stairs lead us to a bamboo grove which leads to a knob called Mauna Kapu.

Nanakuli Valley

Reached the top of Maunu Kapu, which means “Sacred Mountain” in Hawaiian.

Boulder Tunnel

Scrambling through some large boulders stacked on top of each other, making it sort of a boulder tunnel.

Cook Island Pine Trees

Walking a narrow trail to the stand of pine trees in the distance. After we got within the pine trees, there is a large fenced area that we climbed over, I believe it’s meant to keep the feral pigs out.

Palikea

Arrived at the summit of Palikea at 3,098 feet, which is marked by a clump of ti leaf plants. It took us about an hour to reach the summit, luckily the trailhead starts at about 2,200 feet, so we only gained about 800 feet in elevation. You can see Lualualei Valley and Makaha in the distance.

Waianae Mountain Range

Looking back at where we came from, it’s the two communication towers poking up from the ridgeline in the middle. Soon after this, things took a turn for the worse. We got lost and were just trying to follow the fence and the colored ribbons fluttering from the tree branches. We were stumbling around for three hours, before we finally found our bearings and re-traced our steps back to the trailhead. We were trying to find the trail that is supposed to loop past an abandoned cabin and come out at the lower communications site.

Pearl Harbor

Walking down the trail, we caught this great view of Pearl Harbor or Pu’uloa in Hawaiian, which means long hill, home to the shark goddess, Ka’ahupahau. Diamond Head and the Ko’olau Mountain Range can also be seen in the distance. This hike is relatively easy, as there is not much gain in elevation, as your car does most of the climbing up the mountain. Just don’t get lost, like we did. Then again, sometimes half the fun of hiking is just walking around and exploring, as long as you can get back and don’t have to call 911!