We carved out a chunk of the KST for Roger today. A very, very small chunk.

Maunawili

Missing the chairs. Development comes at a price.

Maunawili

Somebody got their own princess chair.

Maunawili

Passing underneath the powerlines. Time to cut back the brush.

Maunawili

We crossed over the Maunawili Demo Trail and began our ascent on the Piliwale Trail, that was pioneered by the legendary hiker, Silver Piliwale, hence the name.

Piliwale Trail

Ferlino doing what he does best. Hanging from the “Octopus” tree.

Piliwale Trail

We climbed our way underneath the forest canopy over the rocks and under the hanging webbing.

Piliwale Trail

Mis-matched shoes. No wonder I was slipping coming up to the notch. The bulb is dim with this one.

Piliwale Trail

Tessa looking back at the divided hill.

Piliwale Trail

Group photo on the postage stamp sized notch with the seemingly too steep Windward ridge behind us.

Piliwale Trail

Dropping and contouring around the notch to begin our climb up the ridge.

Piliwale Trail

Roger pulling himself up onto the rocks.

Piliwale Trail

Can you see the hikers for the mountain?

Piliwale Trail

Looking back at CB with the twin peaks of Olomana and Paku’i behind him.

Piliwale Trail

Roger coming up the “traditional” way.

Piliwale Trail

Aida going the “princess” way.

Piliwale Trail

The steady inexorable climb to the summit as we slowly and surely gained elevation with each step.

Piliwale Trail

Aida and Roger scrambling up the rocks.

Piliwale Trail

Akira pulling himself up the ridge with the help of the trees.

Piliwale Trail

Going up the “tricky” rock that gave some problems in the past, but somebody has kindly left webbing for others to use.

Piliwale Trail

Tessa climbing her way up and over the rock.

Piliwale Trail

Group photo on probably one of the narrowest sections of the ridge.

Piliwale Trail

Some of these ropes are in bad shape, best to sharpen your climbing skills.

Piliwale Trail

The group enjoying a respite from the steep climb as they go over a relatively flat spot.

Piliwale Trail

Approaching the junction with the Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail.

KSRT

The views were cooperating as we neared the summit of the highest peak on the Ko’olau Mountain Range.

Konahuanui

Cooperation denied as we took our group photo on K1 at an elevation of 3,150′.

KSRT

Traversing between the “two giant testicles” whose name originates with a Hawaiian legend that a giant threw them at a wahine he was chasing and they landed and became K1 and K2 respectively. I guess courtship was different back in the day.

K2

Having our assorted lunch on one of the Schweddy Balls at 3,105′ elevation.

K2 Trail

Descending down off the twin summits as “nana baket” trailed us in the back.

K2 Trail

The middle section of the trail was deeply rutted and would give MMR a run for its money.

K2 Trail

Winding our way through the mountains where we glimpsed Upper Lulumahu Falls flowing in the forest below us.

K2 Trail

Passing a tent that sheltered either a homeless person or a hiker, regardless that person was probably TP’ing the trail with their used toilet paper. Not a pleasant sight.

Nu’uanu Overlook

Group photo with Dam #4 in the background that was completed in 1910 to prevent flooding and store water for the community.

Pauoa Flats Trail

We are here. Decided to take the slightly longer exit as the shorter one provided navigational challenges to our ride that was picking us up.

Aihualama Trail

Ferlino proving that age is just a number.

Manoa Falls

CB standing in front of the 150′ waterfall that was barely flowing. Disappointed tourists in the house.

Manoa Falls Trail

Our last group photo of the day underneath the lush landscape and towering trees that provided the backdrop for some scenes from Jurassic Park.

All pau

We waited with the mosquitoes and feral chickens at the end of our hike for our rides.

GPS Tracks

Our shorter than expected hike today took us from Maunawili to Manoa and covered 6.26 miles with a solid group. Post hike meal was at Plan B due to lack of parking. Better than expected food at Nishi Moncho Ramen.

Photos taken by Aida Gordon, Akira Suzuki, Chris Bautista, Ferlino Carinio, Roger Schiffman, 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.

We picked up from where we left off last weekend. Thanks to Jasmin for dropping Aida, Aileen, Ferlino and myself off near the trailhead in Manoa. Time waits for no man, especially the bus driver. Side note about raw milk. Proponents say that drinking raw milk which is taken straight from the cow, chilled and bottled, contains beneficial bacteria, enzymes and raw fats that promote digestion and general health. Opponents say that raw milk contains bacteria and pathogens which makes it unsanitary and potentially dangerous. Raw milk sales are currently illegal in Hawaii for human consumption, hence the sticker.

Pu’u Pia Trail

Back to our roots.

Pu’u Pia Trail

Descending down the slippery slope.

Waiakeakua Stream

Crossing the streambed.

Manoa Middle Trail

My first time going up the trail. Infinitely better.

Manoa Middle Trail

Looking back at the wide and vast valley that was once home to taro patches but now are home to million dollar homes.

Manoa Middle Trail

Climbing through suffocating swathes of uluhe ferns, which are native and not invasive as one would think when suffering from constant contact with the false staghorn ferns.

Manoa Middle Trail

Visual obscurity was increased due to settling cloud cover.

Manoa Middle Summit

Ferlino enjoying the pork adobo he had brought to share with Tessa. More for him now.

Manoa Middle Summit

Group photo with Windward views.

Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail (KSRT)

The moisturized winds started to batter the ridgeline as we set foot on the spine of the Ko’olau Mountains.

KSRT

I think we forget sometimes that we are on the edge of a 2,000′ plus cliff clinging to the vegetation.

KSRT

Trading in for wider terrain as we crossed the wind swept meadows.

KSRT

Cardio climb.

KSRT

Steep and muddy going up.

K2

Standing on one of the two “large testicles” as Hawaiian legend would have it, a giant threw his testicles (kona hua nui) at a fleeing woman that he desired, but escaped him. Self castration at its finest.

KSRT

Traversing between the schweddy balls.

Konahuanui Summit

Socked in at the highest peak on the Ko’olau Mountains.

KSRT

Pushing through the mud that was populated by highly fragrant but invasive yellow ginger plants.

KSRT

Losing elevation as we dropped from the summit.

Piliwale Ridge

Descending down the sliver of a ridge, pioneered by Silver Piliwale, a full blooded Hawaiian.

Piliwale Ridge

Aileen scooting her way down the steep descent.

Piliwale Ridge

The cloud cover soon started to break apart as we dropped lower on the ridgeline.

Piliwale Ridge

Following the rope down.

Piliwale Ridge

Contouring around the ridge to get back on the trail.

Piliwale Ridge

Panoramic views of the Windward side.

Piliwale Ridge

Well, this is awkward.

Piliwale Ridge

The dirt terrain soon gave way to hard rocks.

Piliwale Ridge

Aileen guiding Aida through the downclimb.

Piliwale Ridge

Climbing the roots down.

Notch

Hello from the other side.

Notch

Looking back at the seemingly impossible steep ridge. Things are not always what they appear to be.

Notch

Our last group photo.

Maunawili

Walking through the valley steeped in history that started out as agricultural and cattle ranches that have slowly been replaced by golf courses and homes.

All pau

We overshot our planned exit and became a traffic hazard. Thanks to Jasmin for picking us up.

GPS Tracks

Our windy hike covered 5.15 miles with good company. Post hike meal at Kenko-ya where apparently eating other peoples food happens.

Photos taken by Aida Gordon, Aileen Agustin, Ferlino Carinio, 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 Aileen and Tesssa to do a quick hop and pop over the mountains.

Maunawili

Where’s the goat whisperer when you need him?

Maunawili

Somebody was running fashionably late aka Hawaiian time, so we enjoyed the breaking sunrise over Olomana.

Maunawili

We soon left the future lots of affordable homes and began our hike. But first, let’s stay hydrated as demonstrated by Tessa.

Piliwale Ridge

Stepping foot on the ridge pioneered by Silver Piliwale, a legendary hiker who hiked from Pupukea to Moanalua in five days to celebrate his 72nd birthday.

Piliwale Ridge

Climbing up towards the notch.

Notch

360 degree group photo at the natural cut in the ridge. We saw rain showers headed our way and after some deliberation, decided to press on.

Piliwale Ridge

Dropping down into the notch.

Piliwale Ridge

Hello from the other side.

Piliwale Ridge

Scrambling up some rocks.

Piliwale Ridge

Aileen climbing up the crack between a tree and a rock.

Piliwale Ridge

Scrambling up more rocks.

Piliwale Ridge

Aileen pulling herself up.

Piliwale Ridge

Somebody left a rope behind which made this climb easier. How nice of them.

Piliwale Ridge

Tessa climbing up and over the rock.

Piliwale Ridge

Going up the honest cardio climb, no switch backs on this ridge.

Piliwale Ridge

Tessa pushing to the junction.

Piliwale Junction

Group photo at the 3,050′ elevation mark.

Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail (KSRT)

What goes up, must come down.

Mud Wall

Going down the slippery slope.

KSRT

Tessa silhouetted on a prominent bump on the ridge line with panoramic views of the surrounding areas.

KSRT

Dropping off the boulder and back on the ridge line.

Nu’uanu Saddle

The ridge became steeper, narrower and a tad more “technical.”

Contour

Aileen coming around the rockface that always gives me pause, as this is where a fallen angel fell 300′ and lived to hike another day.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Talk to the hand or use the hand. Whichever you prefer.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Making our way down to the last major climb on this ridge line.

Chimney

It was like going down a spiderweb of ropes. Best to be mindful of how you go down, otherwise one might get hung up like some hapless prey.

Chimney

The “friendly” slanted angle of the climb.

Chimney

Swinging Tessa to a safe spot. Ouch.

Chimney

The “less friendly” vertical angle of the climb.

Nipple

360 degree group photo on the bump of a rock.

Nipple

Aileen coming down from the rocky perch.

Pali Notches

Ropes? We don’t need no stinking ropes. Paraphrasing the classic line from the 1948 movie “The Treasure of the Sierra Madre.”

Pali Notches

Tessa climbing up from the man-made notch that once housed cannons that were installed by King Kalanikupule to defend Oahu against the armies of King Kamehameha. However, Kamehameha found out about these cannons and sent his scouts to descend from the top, perhaps the same route we had just come down from, to disable the cannons.

Pali Notches

What is Amber doing up here at Pali Notches? I think she wanted to add more death threats on Tik Tok to her files. She’s an addict.

Pali Notches Trail

Headed down to mingle with the tourists.

Pali Notches Trail

Tessa biting her gloved fingers in mock horror. Or is that for real?

Pali Notches Trail

Making our way down to the site of the historic 1795 battle that saw the defeat of Oahu’s army, where the remaining warriors were either pushed off the cliff or jumped to their deaths.

Pali Lookout

Playing tourists.

All pau

Thanks to Amber for picking us up and trying to take us to hike Olomana. Sorry, that’s your favorite mountain and not ours. Back to our cars please.

GPS Tracks

Our short day in the mountains covered a little over two miles with a fun crew. Post hike meal at Big City Diner, not to be confused with TGIF.

Photos taken by Aileen Agustin, 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 Tessa to see how far we could go today in the mountains.

Maunawili

We showed up too early for the open house viewing. I guess we have to pass on the $875,000 lots. Too affordable for our pockets.

Piliwale Ridge

Going up the ridge pioneered by the legendary hiker, Silver Piliwale.

Piliwale Ridge

Catching the breaking sunrise as we started to gain elevation in the mountains.

Piliwale Ridge

Straddling the notch as we looked at the seemingly steep climb ahead of us.

Piliwale Ridge

Traversing the notch with the sun behind my back.

Piliwale Ridge

Tessa pulling herself up the side of the rockface.

Piliwale Ridge

Scrambling up and over another rockface.

Piliwale Ridge

Climbing up the ridge with the three peaks of Olomana, Pakui and Ahiki behind me.

Piliwale Ridge

Tessa working her way around the “tricky” rock.

Piliwale Ridge

Where the red fern grows.

Piliwale Ridge

Making the final push to the junction that will connect us to the Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail.

Konahuanui

Enjoying the white out views at the highest peak on the Ko’olau Mountains.

Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail (KSRT)

We humped our way over the two large testicles as the views soon opened up for us.

KSRT

Comin’ down the mountain.

KSRT

Breaking out into one of the many small meadows that dot the mountains.

KSRT

Trying to hold my ground as the wind gusts tried to prove me wrong.

KSRT

Rain, rain go away. The nursery rhyme actually worked as the rain showers kept their distance and stayed off the mountains.

Manoa Middle Summit

Somebody had to air their feet out. Glad the wind was blowing in the other direction.

KSRT

Tessa making her way towards the stand of pine ridges that interrupted the ridge line. We also kicked the tires on sedan rock after the tree line and resumed our hike.

KSRT

Contouring our way on the Castle Trail while enjoying views of Manoa Valley and points beyond.

KSRT

Connecting to the Wa’ahila Ridge Trail.

Awaawaloa Summit

Summit view of the extinct crater and Palolo Valley behind us.

Ka’au Crater

For a moment, it seemed like I was looking at the Golden Gate Bridge as the clouds glided over the power line towers.

KSRT

Trying not to roll down the eroded hill. The winds weren’t helping.

KSRT

Tessa looking back at our steep descent.

Ka’au Crater

Overlooking the marsh filled tuff cone.

KSRT

Tessa pulling herself up the rutted trail.

KSRT

Making our way towards the “big hill.”

KSRT

Looking out towards town and beyond.

KSRT

Pulling ourselves up with the abundant uki grass. Also stands in for emergency snacks as well.

Kainawa’au Summit

Non-paid promotion for Hyperlite Mountain Gear.

KSRT

Making my way to the true summit at 2,621′.

True Lanipo

The pipe dream has ended. Unless I get another wild hair up my arse.

KSRT

Tessa with a budding tree. Botanists we are not.

KSRT

My attempts at pole sitting were short lived.

Wiliwilinui Summit

The untimely visit from Aunt Flo ended our cross-over at the 2,480′ summit.

Wiliwilinui Ridge

Going down the two and half mile trail to civilization.

Wiliwilinui Ridge

Erosion has taken a toll on the steps that line the hill as most of the dirt has washed away leaving the slats exposed and not too sturdy looking.

All pau

Mahalo to Art for picking us up and bringing us cold beverages which was particularly refreshing at the end of our 7.2 mile hike. Post hike meal at Kenko-ya where I brought more customers. Do I get a free sushi for my efforts?

Photos taken by 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.

Took some friends on a trail that was new for them and let gravity do the rest. Mahalo to Jasmin for dropping Aida, Art, Ferlino, Sally, Tessa and myself off in Maunawili. Photo by Art Young.

Maunawili

Million dollar view of Olomana and her surrounding neighborhoods. $1.3 million to be exact.

Maunawili

We checked our collective change and found out we didn’t have enough to even buy a cup of coffee, so we continued our hiking.

Junction

The beginning of the ridge that was named after the legendary hiker, Silver Piliwale.

Piliwale Ridge

Multi-tasking on the trail. Photo by Aida Gordon.

Notch

We took a group photo on the postage stamp sized space before beginning our ascent.

Notch

Looking ahead to the stiff climb ahead of us. Photo by Aida Gordon.

Notch

The group climbing down and out of the notch. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Piliwale Ridge

Contouring up the rooted side of the ridge. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Ko’olau Mountains

The sound hit us before the sight did as a chopper continuously crossed the Ko’olau Mountains ferrying supplies.

Piliwale Ridge

Sally climbing her way up the steep ridge line. Photo by Aida Gordon.

Piliwale Ridge

Climbing up and over the rock section. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Piliwale Ridge

Tessa hanging onto the uki grass for dear life as she contours her way around the ridge.

Piliwale Ridge

Sally scampering up the steep climb. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Piliwale Ridge

Aida enjoying a flat spot on the ridge. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Ko’olau Mountains

We soon heard Chris hollering from the ridge line above us as he had hiked up from Manoa Middle to meet up with us. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Junction

In addition to spotting a gastropod of the Hawaiian Succinea order, we also saw a distant cousin of the fruit loop bird. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Junction

Flying the flag at roughly 3,030′ elevation, couple hundred feet shy of the highest point on the Ko’olau Mountain Range.

Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail (KSRT)

Tessa making her way down as the clouds slowly drifted in from the ocean.

Mud Wall

The group taking their time going down the eroded wall which offered less handholds and footholds as compared to our last visit several months ago. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

KSRT

Tessa taking our pictures against the now clear coastline.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Thanks to Tessa for pointing us in the right direction.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Traffic jam at the boulder as everybody took turns contouring their way down.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Chris standing at the top of the roller coaster ridge. Photo by Art Young.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Tessa about to climb her way down the crumbly pile of rocks that passes for a ridge.

Nu’uanu Saddle

A couple of ascending hikers had to retreat a bit to allow our group to pass on our way down. Sorry guys.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Aida contouring back to the ridge line.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Take our picture! Photo by Chris Bautista.

Contour

I had wanted to go down the front side, but got impatient waiting for the webbing. Photo by Aida Gordon.

Contour

Contouring around the rock face where a friend plummeted 300′ and survived to hike another day. Talk about having angels watching over you. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Ferlino working his way around the boulders stacked on the ridge. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Chimney

Taking in the mountain, coastline and ocean views. Great day to be in the mountains. Photo by Aida Gordon.

Chimney

Everybody has their own way of getting ready to tackle a climb they feel is pushing the boundaries. Photo by Sally Chow.

Chimney

Chris getting a bird’s eye view. Photo by Aida Gordon.

Chimney

Tessa making her way down. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Chimney

Some scampered down the rock climb, while others got caught. By the seat of their pants. Literally. Did you take the picture?

Nipple

Some of the group came down from the nipple while others took the lower contour trail. Photo by Aida Gordon.

KSRT

Making our way towards the two notches.

Pali Notches

Tessa climbing up the biggest notch. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Pali Notches

Going up the last climb of the day. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Pali Lookout

Making our way down to the strangely deserted parking lot. Beaches are open. Malls are open. But not the lookout? Photo by Aida Gordon.

All pau

Thanks to Jasmin for picking us up outside the locked gates.

GPS Tracks

Our ridge to ridge hike covered a little over 3.1 miles. Post hike meal at Zippy’s as Dean’s Drive Inn heard us knocking but we couldn’t come in or get through their phone lines. Thanks to Aida and Sally for getting Chris and my meals. Post hike entertainment was watching Ferlino cut down his palm tree fruits and getting treated to fresh coconut shavings and water. Great hike with fun 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.

I asked for forgiveness rather than permission and embarked on a solo hike today.

Maunawili Valley

Walking up the road past the five lots going for over a million dollars each. Build a house here and you can truly say you have a million dollar view and change.

Uluhell

Pushing my way up through the choking mat of ferns that obstructs forward progress.

Trailhead

Crossing the Maunawili Demo Trail to begin my ascent up the ridge pioneered by Silver Piliwale.

Notch

The ridge took on a steeper slant and kept the pitch pretty much the whole climb.

Olomana

Looking back at the views of Maunawili Valley.

Ohia Lehua

No plucking of the crimson stamen flowers, as I didn’t want anybody raining on my parade today.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Left the cload soaked windward ridge and began my descent down towards the Pali.

Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail

The brisk trade winds pushed the clouds away from the ridge, exposing the scenic Leeward and Windward views on my climb down.

KSRT

Ropes started appearing on the now narrower ridge to offer their assistance at ones own risk.

Windward views

Making my way around the exposed rock that constantly crumbles away, offering a slightly different character on each visit.

Contour

I decided to take the more direct route down the pile of rocks instead of the usual Leeward contour.

Chimney

Christmas is just 276 days away.

Never say never

Looking back and expecting a rain of presents, at least I didn’t get a rain of rocks.

Nipple

Tweaking the nipple on my climb over.

Pali Notches

Dropping down to the lookout, where jacking my jaws avoided me catching a ride down to the highway. Besides, my ride was waiting for me on the other highway.

Pali Lookout

Looking back at the construction work to arrest and effect repairs on the landslide that sent chunks of the Old Pali Road tumbling down onto Pali Highway.

Pali Puka

No time for a selfie as I contoured on the Leeward side and made the cardio climb up the flank of the ridge.

Other side of Nu’uanu Saddle

Back on the ridge where I expected suspenseful music to be piped into my ear canals. Wrong channel.

Alphabet Soup

Dust particle droplets dropped down on the ridge to keep me company.

W

Contoured down and climbed over the rest of the Donkey Kong rock formation.

Lanihuli Summit

Panoramic view at the top of swirling heavens.

KSRT

Leaving the 2,700′ summit to descend down into Kalihi Saddle.

How to Train Your Dragon

A not so surprising tale about hiking, finding the handholds to climb down the ridge and how nothing can ever train you to let go of that uki grass.

Lanihuli Wall

Letting gravity do all the work as I worked my way down the steep flank of the ridge line.

Can Opener

Looking up, I swear this sofa sized rock slowly inches out a little bit more every time I visit.

Kalihi Saddle

My quick selfie as I kept one or two nervous eyes on that protruding rock right above me.

Pimple and Doorstop

Carefully contouring the pimply faced rock so that no rocks would be extracted.

Bunny Ears

Tickling the ears on my cross over or rather the pine tree needles were tickling mines.

Shark’s Fin

Jumping the dorsal shaped rock.

Powerlines

Making my way down to the powerlines and taking the trail down into the valley.

Kalihi Valley

Mother Nature turned on the sprinklers on my way down.

All pau

That can’t be my ride? The broken down car with the hood up? Thanks to Dale for picking me up and dropping me off at my car in the affordable section of town.

GPS Tracks

The 5.78 mile hike covered 1.5 saddles with brisk trade winds that kept me company. On my drive home, I witnessed a fiery sunset. The sky was lit with bursting colors of red and orange and the streets were clogged with people wanting to collect their photographic impressions. No room or recourse to pull over, so all I could do was to remand it to my short-term memory.

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.

Chris and I did an abbreviated tour of the Ko’olau Mountains this weekend. Thank you Mother Nature.

Trail

Mahalo to Ferlino for dropping us off at the bulging eye to start our hike.

Sunrise

Looking back at the sun breaking over the horizon.

Christmas

The holiday spirit has worn out its welcome in the mountains.

Hang Ten

No hang gliding today. Photo by Chris Bautista.

LTE

Brushing past the fenced communications tower, failed to notice if we had five bars.

Saddle

Dropping down into the saddle, we noticed that the rope grinches absconded with the webbing that used to drape down the hill.

Rainbow

Looking out at the optical illusion arcing over Olomana.

Kamiloiki Summit

Stopping briefly in the shade and shadows of the pine trees.

Tom-Tom

Leaving the forested ridge line as we broke out into the open trail that was thankfully still being chilled by the trade winds.

Trail

Making our way over the crumbly and rocky section of the ridge line.

Trail

Back in the forest. Little too chilly now.

Mariner’s Summit

Lunch spot at the summit that KS/BE would like the public to forget.

Misty Mountains

Watching the clouds slowly swirl and drift over the Ko’olau Mountains.

Hahaione Pyramid

Pushing onto the triangular rock that becomes more defined depending on your point of view.

Picture Frame

Worth a thousand words?

Trail

Making our way to the strangely silent eroded hill.

Kuli’ou’ou Summit

Patience has its virtue. We were rewarded with a couple hikers that eventually joined us at the top and were kind enough to take our picture.

Pu’u O Kona

Leaving the 2,200′ flat topped summit empty handed. No stellar Windward views today.

Trail

Making our way to the wet and windy 2,520′ knob of Hawaii Loa. Continuing the pattern of no views.

Wiliwilinui Summit

We spotted a solitary figure bearing gifts.

Camp Wiliwilinui

Four is company. Thanks to Ani and Cisco for bringing us food and water to our windy spot for the night.

Camp Wiliwilinui

Catching the breaking sunrise the next morning. Was this going to be a positive omen for our hike? Fat chance.

Trail

Making our way down the roped trail towards the power lines that straddle the valleys.

Big Hill

Dropping down the steep hill from the summit of Pu’u Kainawa’aunui.

Trail

Rutting our way on the trail. Eat your heart out MMR!

Ka’au Crater

Approaching the twin power lines that mark one of three tuff cones on the island.

Ka’au Crater

Enjoying the tasty pork jerky on the trail at one of the few views we got on the hike.

Mount Olympus

Climbing up to the denuded summit of Awaawaloa. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Thirsty?

The only question we had was it to slake the thirst of a hungry human or a machine?

Trail

Cloudy views from the contour trail before we rejoined the ridge line. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Manoa Middle Summit

We both prayed for the sun to come out and play. Nobody was listening.

Trail

Hitting the hills.

Trail

The last push up to K2, where we were greeted with more rain. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Konahuanui Summit

Decisions. Decisions. Decisions. Weather patterns and bad feelings overrode the original plan to descend down to the Pali Lookout.

Piliwale

Making our way down the relatively easier Windward ridge.

Piliwale

Hiking into the void.

Piliwale

Webbing in all the wrong places. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Notch

Dropping down to the incision in the ridge line that marked the end of the steep descent.

Notch

Chris looking back at our slippery slide down.

Maunawili Trail

We made it down the whole ridge without seeing any of those infamous bees, guess it was too wet and windy for them. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Trail

Popping out of the trail before passing the power lines on our way out.

All pau

The end of the road for us as Chris changed into his dry clothes and I remained in my wet clothes, for lack of dry clothes. Mahalo to Lopaka for picking us up and giving me a ride in the bed of his truck, while Chris got to ride in the cab due to his slightly less offensive odors.

GPS Tracks

Our 13.5 mile hike in wintry (for Hawaii) conditions ended prematurely, but grateful for the good company. Post hike meal at Ferlino’s house where we enjoyed multiple servings of Anne’s ono oxtail soup. Thanks to Jasmin and Mia for rounding out the eating crew. Pile on that extra cilantro and green onions!

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.

Ben and I woke up before the crack of dawn to attempt our three saddle traversal hike. Key word on attempt. Somebody overslept again.

Trailhead

Heading up the ridge, too early for the bees.

Piliwale Ridge

Gazing at the Windward city lights.

Piliwale Ridge

Ben peering over the notch into the inky darkness.

Piliwale Ridge

Daylight breaking over the mountains, allowing us to put away our headlamps and actually see where we’re going. Photo by Ben Hinders.

Nu’uanu Saddle

We sat down for a spell to take in the incredible show of the clouds drifting through the mountains under the morning sun. Photo by Ben Hinders.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Our only company on the ridge.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Squinting to figure out if we were seeing 2 or 3 fogbows. Photo by Ben Hinders.

Nu’uanu Saddle

The show was over, so we started to make our way down the ridge, when Ben slipped into a false hole and rolled his ankle. Game over.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Leaving the clouds behind us as we dropped in elevation.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Ben checking out one of the engineering marvels of the arachnid family.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Hitting the chossy rocks.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Throwing a shaka out. Photo by Ben Hinders.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Ben decided not to throw a shaka out.

Chimney

We spotted a green shirted individual hanging out by the man made notches, who turned out to be Chris, as we took our group photo.

Chimney

Time to go down the chimney. Ho ho ho. Too early and too skinny. Photo by Ben Hinders.

Chimney

Ben making his way down between the slabs of rocks.

Nipple

Morning yoga in the mountains. Photo by Ben Hinders.

Nipple

Ben braving the strong winds and eroded rock to redeem himself. Maybe next time.

Pali Notches

Ben climbing up the second notch.

Pali Notches

Chris making his way up the first notch.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Making our way down through the rabbit hole.

Pali Lookout

Taking in the panoramic views of Kailua and Kaneohe.

Pali Lookout

Making our way down to mingle with the tourists who couldn’t take our picture with the timer on for all the Ginseng in Korea.

All pau

But wait, why can’t we take a picture at the lookout instead of the sign? Our abbreviated hike covered 2.10 miles through a pitch black ridge, cotton candy views and rainbows. Not a bad way to spend the morning with good company in the mountains. Thanks to Chris for meeting us and driving me back to my car. It was too early for us to eat, so we all called it a day.

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.

‘Twas the morning of Christmas, when all through the tuff cone
not a coqui frog was calling, not even an iPhone.

When out on the pillbox, there arose such a clatter,
we sprang from the summit to see what was the matter.
Away to the railing we flew like a flash,
sailing over the fence and made a mad dash.

When to our squinty eyes, still crusted with makapiapia, what should appear,
but a six foot douglas fir tree twinkling with colored lights and branches bowed with shiny spheres.

Group photo by Ted Calvero

We all flocked to the tree like so many mynah birds,
as Hawaiian Santa, a braddah of few words,
called out his naughty and nice list;
Brian, Dale, Jasmin, Kenji, Lene, Masako, Matt, Rocky, Scott, Shirley, Ted, Tina and Yoly!

Group photo by Ted Calvero

Hawaiian Santa paused as he looked us over and said oh wait,
Chris B was running late.
Missing but in spirit were Chris C, Ethan, Glenn and Lee.
Now no trail should be classified as right or wrong,
there’s no further need to sing that old song.

Sunrise by Yoly Bedford

We opened our wrapped presents that were filled with rocks,
as we shivered in the winter air, cold down to our socks.
But the real present was the sunrise and Christmas company,
we had cookies, mochi, eggnog and warm milk to pass around; but alas, no bubbly.

Hawaiian Santa by Ted Calvero

Down the pillbox, Hawaiian Santa came down with a hoot.
He was dressed in a loud Hawaiian shirt and surfer shorts to boot.
His brow was rimmed by a lauhala hat,
and he was obviously a Democrat.

Drone view by Brian Connors

And flashing a shaka, up the pillbox he rose;
He sprang to his outrigger canoe that was pulled by nine pua’a.
And away they all flew, to the next luau.

Crater rim

But I heard him shout, before he put on his spikes,
“Mele Kalikimaka to all, and to all a good hike!”

Maunawili

The weather outside was so delightful,
so Yoly and I drove to Maunawili Valley to get another sightful.

Trailhead

Yoly making her way up the corridor of trees,
hoping not to run into any bees.

Warning

We were checking the list twice,
to take in all the good advice.

Piliwale Ridge

Taking a peek past the trees,
we saw the ridge was going to be a tight squeeze.

Piliwale Ridge

A hop and a scotch,
and Yoly was out of the notch.

Piliwale Ridge

Yoly climbing up between a tree and a rock,
as it was a trail of hard knocks.

Piliwale Ridge

Scrambling up a couple more rock faces,
to get to our other places.

Piliwale Ridge

Throw me down some webbing,
so I can make it home to my bedding.

Piliwale Ridge

We paused on the ridge to take a selfie,
as we wanted to look somewhat beastly.

Piliwale Ridge

The weather outside became so frightful,
we were just glad there was no lightning.

Piliwale Ridge

The ridge wrapped in clouds to the highest peak,
was looking somewhat bleak.

Nu’uanu Saddle

We took a right,
hoping to see some daylight.

Nu’uanu Saddle

The further down we went,
the more hurried was our descent.

Mud Wall By Yoly Bedford

Stepping down the mud wall,
slowly I went otherwise I would end up in a sprawl.

Nu’uanu Saddle

The winds picked up something fierce,
which made our balance somewhat worse.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Hiking in the clouds,
beats walking with the crowds.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Climbing down backwards,
can sometimes feel awkward.

Nu’uanu Saddle

The gusts continued unabated,
which made us feel refrigerated.

Nu’uanu Saddle

When grabbing handholds of uki grass,
is all that keeps you from landing on your ass.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Looking down at the lookout,
I had to give out a shout.

Nu’uanu Saddle by Yoly Bedford

Staring down at the drop,
I couldn’t help but to look at all the treetops.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Yoly coming around the contour,
as she should’ve took the detour.

Chimney by Yoly Bedford

Sitting on the chimney,
where it was quite windy.
Ho Ho Ho.

Chimney

The rain started sideway sheeting,
so it’s best that our stay here be fleeting.

Chimney by Yoly Bedford

Goodbyes are always hard,
so just send a postcard.

Pali Notches by Yoly Bedford

Climbing up when it’s windy,
at least it’s no chimney.

Pali Notches

One notch was all that was left,
standing between us and some rest.

All pau

Yoly about to finish the hike,
all she wants is her missing spike.

GPS Tracks

Our merry and short stroll covered 2.46 miles. Mahalo to Chris for picking us up and taking us back to our cars. No post meal hike on this Christmas Day. Happy Holidays to all.

Note: I have been made aware the 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.

I met up with Justin and Thessa to hike a ridge pioneered by Silver Piliwale, a renown hiker known for his legendary treks through the mountains.

Maunawili Trail

A short cardio puff up the trail as we were treated to a view of Olomana being backlit by the morning sun.

Piliwale Ridge

Just a little over 2,300′ separated us from the top of the mountains. Let’s start hiking.

Piliwale Ridge

Something new. Reading material. #4 – We have at least seven hours of daylight. We are good to go.

Piliwale Ridge

Justin and Thessa by the notch.

Piliwale Ridge

Come on over. Photo by Thessa Bugay.

Piliwale Ridge

#2 – Justin putting his shoes spikes to good use as he traverses past the notch.

Piliwale Ridge

Splash of color on the ridge. Photo by Thessa Bugay.

Piliwale Ridge

#6 – Justin using his gloves to get in touch with some rocks.

Piliwale Ridge

Panoramic view of the Windward side.

Piliwale Ridge

Somebody actually laid webbing near the base that runs up the ridge and stops just shy of the junction. Props to whomever took the time and expense to do this.

Piliwale Ridge

Justin looking for those hot bees.

Piliwale Ridge

#1 – Weather looking good. But don’t call me Guy Hagi.

Piliwale Ridge

#5 – Thessa coming up the ridge. Photo by Justin Hirako.

Piliwale Ridge

We don’t need rope where we’re going. Just lots of uki grass will do. Photo by Thessa Bugay.

Piliwale Junction

Group photo by Justin Hirako where the two ridges meet.

KSRT

It was just a hop, skip, and a jump to the highest point on the Ko’olau Range.

KSRT

Group photo by Justin Hirako on top of Konahuanui – large testicles in Hawaiian.

KSRT

Looking out towards the other “testicle.”

KSRT

Looking back at the other “testicle.”

KSRT

Group photo by Justin Hirako on K2.

Konahuanui Trail

Panoramic view of the Leeward side.

Konahuanui Trail

Making our way down the trail.

Konahuanui Trail

I had a sudden urge to cough.

Konahuanui Trail

Something tells me that HTMC has been here.

Nu’uanu Overlook

Group photo by Justin Hirako. Watch out for those boomerang branches.

Aihualama Trail

Walking down into Na Ala Hele country.

Aihualama Trail

Climbed a ridge. Might as well climb a tree too. Photo by Justin Hirako.

Aihualama Trail

Take the pretzel. Going to need it. Tons of switchbacks ahead. Reminded me of Kuli’ou’ou and Kealia Trails. Not a big fan.

Aihualama Trail

Banyan trees = tree houses.

Manoa Falls

A trickle of a fall. Photo by Justin Hirako.

Manoa Falls Trail

Traffic on the trail. Photo by Justin Hirako.

All pau

One should always stretch after a hike. Photo by Thessa Bugay.

GPS Tracks

Our short hike over the mountains covered 5.92 miles. Not a bad way to spend the day. We popped into the snack shop to see if there was anything tasty to try on our way out, but ended up walking out because nobody would take that “special” picture. Post hike meal at Steak Rave. A hole in the wall. Seating was limited.

Note: I have been made aware the 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.