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.

It was supposed to have been a beautiful day today for Aida’s WST finish hike. And it was on the West side. Never take anything for granted.

Kunia

Chico parked his truck near the trailhead on this chilly morning, for Hawaii people that means in the 60s and 70s.

Kunia

Making our way through the re-routed access as roaming dogs shared our path. Lucky they were all bark and no bite.

Kaua Trail

Akira and CB balancing their way on the trail.

Kaua Trail

The pink ribbons mark the way.

Kaua Trail

We soon passed the junction with the Honouliuli Contour Trail and crossed over the fence to continue on the trail.

Kaua Trail

The grade of the trail started to get steeper as we gained elevation.

Kaua Trail

Aida negotiating her way over the slippery rocks.

Kaua Trail

Climbing up the steepest part of the trail.

Kaua Trail

Waiting near the summit as rain showers started to pelt the mountains. So much for sunny skies today.

Kaua Summit

Group photo at the third highest peak on Oahu.

Kaua Summit

We found out that there is no room for eight shoes to comfortably fit on a geodetic marker.

Waianae Summit Trail (WST)

Pushing our way through the dense overgrowth that choked the fenced trail.

WST

Jeremy climbing his way down over boulders that periodically punctuated the trail.

WST

The boys trying to get some rhythm in the mountains.

WST

CB crossing over the fence line that we left behind us.

WST

Scattered clouds and rain made for a surreal hiking experience.

WST

Playing hot potato or in this case, cold potato in the mountains.

WST

Threading our way down through what CB called the mini-Pohakea Pass.

WST

The rest of the group contouring their way around the rocks.

WST

Where do we go?

WST

We go this way.

WST

CB climbing his way down as the rest of the group waited their turn.

WST

Watching everybody from my perch.

WST

CB dropping down the next rock climb.

WST

Aida making her way down as the rest of the group watched her progress.

WST

Looking behind as Roger and Jeremy were the last ones making their way down, as the rain clouds stopped watering the mountains. Thank you very much.

WST

It’s been awhile.

WST

It’s this way guys!

WST

I think, no need webbing.

WST

Somebody accidentally almost bumped me off the ridge, as I think he was trying to give me a natural high.

WST

The rest of the group making their way across the short ledge. Wait, why is the marine using the webbing?

WST

Resuming our hike.

WST

Making our way on the rocky trail that was mostly populated with low lying trees, cacti and dry grass.

WST

CB taking the higher “road.”

WST

Tessa climbing her way down the narrow crumbly slot.

WST

Taking a break at our former camp site as we waited for Chico who decided to take a detour to get in more cardio time.

WST

Chico clearing dead trees from the forest. I think he was vying to get a spot on the HTMC trail clearing team.

Pohakea Pass Junction

#24 – My customary champagne celebration as we congratulated Aida for completing her last segment needed to finish the 26 mile Waianae Summit Trail. Two feathers in her cap now.

Pohakea Pass Junction

This also marked my #11 finish of the trail that was carved out of this ancient shield volcano that forms the Western half of the island. When am I going to Disneyland?

Pohakea Pass Junction

Our sausage sandwich lunch courtesy of Chef Suzuki. Arigatou Gozaimasu.

Pohakea Pass Junction

Our last group photo of the day as the rain came back to water the mountains.

Kunia

We all scampered and slid down the rain soaked hill as we soon connected to the Honouliuli Contour Trail and back to our staged cars, where we met some hunters and their dogs going up the trail in search of game.

All pau

This is not the satellite branch of the Hawaiian Humane Society, please return the puppies.

GPS Tracks

Our double finish hike barely scratched four miles with a solid, fun group. Congrats again to Aida for finishing the WST. Post hike meal at Denny’s as the voice calling for Thai food was lost in the rain showers.

Postscript

On our ride home, we got to witness the multiple waterfalls pouring off the Ko’olau mountains due to the torrential rain. Great ending for a great day.

Photos taken by Aida Gordon, Akira Suzuki, Chico Cantu, Chris Bautista, Jeremy Cannone, 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.

It was time for a certain individual to tackle one of her biggest challenges in the mountains to date, with a little help from her friends today.

Kunia

Somebody had time to snap a picture of the fiery sunrise over Ke Awa Lau O Pu’uloa (Pearl Harbor) and Le’ahi (Diamond Head).

Kunia

We all met up, eventually, at the trailhead to start our hike deep in farm country.

Honouliuli Contour Trail

Stepping foot on the trail that actually spans from Kolekole Pass to Makakilo. We were just going to taste a piece of it today. A very small piece.

Kunia

We soon left the wide open trail to plunge into the clump of itchy California grass.

Kunia

Climbing our way through the mixed forest.

Kunia

Noticeably absent from my last visit was the swarms of mosquitoes that had descended and made a feast out of us, but we were too busy scrambling our way up the hill anyway.

Kunia

We all soon took what we perceived as the path of least resistance to make it to the top.

Kunia

Matt explaining how he saw Chico dislodge two rocks the size of bowling balls that rolled towards Aida and Roger. Split. Not a strike.

Waianae Summit Trail (WST)

We eventually joined up with the WST.

Pohakea Pass

Looking ahead to the 80′ crumbly cliff that loomed ahead of us.

Pohakea Pass

Matt climbing up to the base of the pass.

Pohakea Pass

Akira and Chico making their way to the base with a rainbow in the background. Just don’t send any rain showers our way.

Pohakea Pass

Climbing my way up.

Pohakea Pass

The group securing the webbing at the base.

Pohakea Pass

The only viable way to get Aida safely up the cliff was to have more than one person on the rope at one time. Falling rocks was another hazard.

Pohakea Pass

Matt and Chico guiding Aida up the pass.

Pohakea Pass

Dang! This is scary. Who said that?

Pohakea Pass

Chico hanging on the near vertical section of the pass.

Pohakea Pass

What? No running commentary in Japanese? Sonna koto nai desho

Pohakea Pass

Aida making the final climb to the top.

Pohakea Pass

The happy faces in ascending order.

Pohakea Pass

Our group safe and sound at the top. We can all take a deep breath and relax now.

Pohakea Pass

Scenic spot.

WST

Plunging into the mixed forest as we left the pass behind us.

WST

Walking on the spongy green moss. It was like Tempur-pedic for our feet.

WST

Matt working his way through the tree branches that were blocking our way.

WST

The slow and steady climb up the fenced hill.

WST

My koala patch must be working. No mosquitoes were bothering me today.

WST

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

WST

Aida taking in the view of the largest coastal valley on this side of the island.

WST

Traversing the tangled tree line.

WST

Looking out towards the ridge that ends at Heleakala, the Hawaiian pyramid.

WST

Matt taste testing what is non-potable water.

Palikea Summit

Steak, eggs and rice courtesy of Chef Suzuki.

Palikea Summit

Group photo at the 3,098′ summit marked by ti leaf plants. I noticed a lot of the summits are marked as such, as the leaves are believed to bring positive energy and purification and keep evil spirits away.

WST

Walking down the steps to an area that are rich in native fauna and flora.

WST

Echo. Echo.

WST

Passing through a grove of ironwood pine trees.

WST

Enjoying the sights on the trail. Look left.

WST

Looking out towards Nanakuli Valley, the name means to “look deaf” as in the old days, the valley was dry and didn’t lend itself well to planting crops so the locals were unable to offer food to passing travelers in the spirit of Hawaiian hospitality, so they pretended to not hear them and stayed indoors.

WST

Just missing the golden idol and the “The Raiders March” music.

WST

Walking up the trail carved out of the side of Mauna Kapu.

Palehua

A log bench with a stunning view of the West side.

Palehua

Group photo at the start or finish of the WST.

Palehua

The paved road down would have been too hard on our feet so we doubled back on the trail.

Palehua

Matt trying to plant the flag in the wrong direction.

WST

I think the tree hugger was trying to procreate another baby Groot.

Kunia

We left the well defined trail to traverse through a no defined trail as we made our way through the gully that was littered with fallen trees, rocks and clouds of mosquitoes.

Kunia

Are we out yet?

Honouliuli Contour Trail

Walking on the trail that was built by the Civilian Conservation Corps and the US Military in the 1930s.

Honouliuli Contour Trail

The trail for the most part is unusable due to years of neglect, overgrowth, hurricanes and some parties would like to keep it that way as there are rare native plants that are best left undisturbed. Thankfully, the part where we had to walk was seemingly well trafficked and used by motorized vehicles as well.

Honouliuli Contour Trail

The Flyin’ Filipino not to be confused with Shane Victorino.

All pau

We all met back at our cars, took a look at another trailhead but didn’t have time to check out the farm that Matt grew. Next time.

GPS Tracks

Our hike covered 9.58 miles that had a brief adrenaline rush that finished with what seemed like endless miles walking on a jeep road that never seemed to end. Fun hike that was accomplished with teamwork where everybody had fun and came out safe and sound. Post hike meal at Julie’z as the first choice was closed. Food is food.

Photos taken by Aida Gordon, Akira Suzuki, Chico Cantu, Ferlino Carinio, Jeremy Cannone, Matt Vidaurri, Roger Schiffman, 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.

It was that time to connect the shortcut and hope it doesn’t turn out to be another long day.

Kolekole Pass

100% ID check. Thanks to Edgar for dropping us off at the lowest point in the Waianae Mountain Range.

Kolekole Pass

Going up the wooden steps.

Kolekole Pass

Who wants to be on the chopping block?

Kolekole Pass

We have our first victim, I mean volunteer.

Kolekole Pass

This must be the way.

Kolekole Pass

Our first group photo of the day in the meadow and certainly not our last.

Hapapa Trail

Why take the contour when you can take the middleman out of the picture and go straight up?

Hapapa Trail

Enjoying the morning view. Just needed a cup of coffee.

Hapapa Trail

Hello from the other side.

Hapapa Trail

Scrambling out of the notch.

Hapapa Trail

Looking back at the group on the second notch.

Hapapa Trail

Slowly gaining elevation as we hiked up the ridge.

Hapapa Trail

The sunbeams were trying to fight the clouds and the clouds were winning.

Hapapa Trail

Following the fence line to the top.

Hapapa Trail

Passing through the tent shelter.

Pu’u Hapapa

In the clouds at the 2,883′ summit.

Waianae Summit Trail (WST)

Traversing the fenced ridge line with far reaching views of the largest coastal valley on the island. Crossing unstable fences can lead to involuntary castration. Jockstrap optional.

WST

Looking back at the red and white striped twin guy masts that stand over 1,500′ tall and were built in 1972.

WST

Craning my neck upwards to get a better perspective of the spire rock.

WST

Thomas traversing over one of the elevated rock dikes on the trail.

Pu’u Kanehoa

Breakfast club at the 2,778′ knob.

WST

Headed into one of many small clumps of trees on the ridge line.

WST

CJ approaching the Christmas tree.

Gorilla Heads

Going up the smaller of the rock formations and the one that closely resembles its name.

Gorilla Heads

Climbing up the rock formation whose bark is worse than its bite.

Gorilla Heads

Thomas would agree.

Gorilla Heads

Can you see the gorilla for the mountains? I’m not talking about Aileen.

Gorilla Heads

Swinging over the backside.

Gorilla Heads

It helps to have long legs.

Gorilla Heads

Scooting our way down.

Gorilla Heads

You put your left foot out. You put your left foot in. And you climb it down. You do the Hokey Pokey. And you turn yourself around. That’s what it’s all about.

Gorilla Heads

CJ scrambling out of the simian shaped rocks.

WST

Thomas caught between a hard rock and a wobbly fence.

WST

Somebody sprained their ankle around here. Nothing that a little duct tape can’t fix.

WST

We don’t need no stinking webbing.

WST

Group photo on the slanted rocks.

WST

Pushing our way through the insufferable overgrowth.

Pu’u Kaua

Lunch at the the 3,127′ grassy area that is the third highest peak on the island.

WST

Climbing our way down through the insufferable overgrowth. Deja vu.

WST

Breaking out into the relatively open ridge line that was dotted with barrels and jugs of non-potable water.

WST

All smiles as we left the fence behind us.

WST

Traversing the ridge line that is dominated by these wind swept trees.

WST

Passing through the split rocks.

WST

Checking out my built-in ventilation.

WST

Just follow the rope on the way down. Easy peasy.

WST

Aileen climbing her way down the rock.

WST

Some went high …

WST

… others went low.

Pohakea Pass

Looking over at the crumbly cliff that has been tamed with questionable webbing.

WST

Contouring off the ridge line.

WST

Just here for the views and the photos.

WST

Sliding our way down through the narrow crack.

WST

All the dots are connected. All is right in the world of hiking.

Pohakea Pass Trail

Leaving the ridge line to head down into the valley.

Pohakea Pass Trail

Missed me by that much.

Pohakea Pass Trail

We soon joined up at the junction where we had come up from the mosquito infested valley back in April.

Pohakea Pass Trail

Knock! Knock! Who’s there? Hike. Hike who?

Pohakea Pass Trail

The trail going down seemed wide open at first and then it just disappeared into head high itchy grass, rocky under footing and scattered blowdowns.

Pohakea Pass Trail

We finally emerged from the overgrowth to the jeep road that was literally two steps away from the route we had taken up to the ridge line in April.

All pau

Thanks to Doug for picking us up at the end of the road. Small world.

GPS Tracks

Our scenic stretch of the Waianae Mountain Range covered less than six miles with a great group. Post hike meal criteria was that the place served the daily dietary staple of the people of ancient Mesopotamia. Chili’s fit the bill.

Photos taken by Aileen Agustin, CJ Mendiola, Thomas Barrett, 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 went looking for a shortcut today and ended up taking the long road back home.

Trailhead

Thanks to Jay and Urai for dropping Aileen, Jen, Lilyn, Merrill and myself off deep in Kunia Farmland.

Honuliuli Contour

Pushing off on the jeep road.

Kunia Farms

We left the known trail and plunged into the itchy California grass in search of the “shortcut trail.”

Kunia Farms

Clouds of little flies soon descended upon us, in what I have since dubbed “Mosquito Valley.”

Kunia Farms

We scrambled uphill in order to gain the ridge line while attracting the female bloodsuckers that preferentially target humans based on type O blood, heavy breathers, an abundance of skin bacteria, high body heat and pregnant women. I guess we all somehow and somewhat fit the bill. I still don’t know who’s expecting. They hide it well.

Kunia Farms

Glimpsing a different perspective of the crumbly cliff.

Kunia Farms

We soon left the valley but not the mosquitoes behind us as took a small breather on the trail we were searching for this morning.

Kunia Farms

Following the trail as it slowly gained elevation towards the ridge line.

Waianae Summit Trail (WST)

Taking a well deserved break away from the mosquitoes. Gawd, they were awful.

Pohakea Pass

Aileen climbing her way up.

Pohakea Pass

Merrill hauling himself up.

Pohakea Pass

Climbing and contouring our way up.

Pohakea Pass

Merrill duct taping his shoes together, further proving the phrase “it ain’t broke, it just lacks duct tape.”

Pohakea Pass

The rest of the group joining us at the base.

Pohakea Pass

Making my way up the crumbly pile of rocks.

Pohakea Pass

Aileen climbing with her left hand.

Pohakea Pass

Merrill reaching the top.

Pohakea Pass

Sitting pretty at the top of the roughly 2,100′ pass.

WST

Scrambling out of the pass onto more stable ground.

WST

Group photo on the narrow dike between the pass and the forest.

WST

Who’s on the right side of the fence line?

WST

Taking a short break after our relentless climb up the fenced hill.

WST

Wading through the sea of uluhe ferns.

WST

Pushing our way through the heavily overgrown trail.

Palikea

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

WST

Descending down the steps into an area that is chock full of endemic plants.

WST

Why slip and fall when you can scoot your way down the slippery stairs?

WST

Aileen exiting the stand of pine trees.

WST

Contouring our way alongside the basaltic rocks.

WST

Views of Nanakuli Valley.

WST

The social media tree.

WST

What goes in …

WST

… must come out.

WST

Erosion control at work.

Palehua

Leaving the trail for the road.

Palehua

On the road to Nanakuli … or so we thought.

Palehua

When a landslide interrupts your plans. Stop. Do not pass Go. Go back where you came from.

WST

Sad stories do not play well in the mountains.

Honouliuli Forest Reserve

I had always wanted to check out this trail ever since the landowner pointed it out to me a couple years back. Be careful what you wish for, today was the day. Voluntary or involuntary.

Honouliuli Forest Reserve

Passing through the remains of some type of shelter.

Honouliuli Forest Reserve

We were back in another mosquito valley as clouds of them attached themselves to everybody in the group. Not again!

Honouliuli Forest Reserve

The “trail” soon petered out to be replaced by scattered ribbons and the path of least resistance.

Honouliuli Forest Reserve

Merrill checking out a boulder cave.

Honouliuli Forest Reserve

Taking the fastest way down. Jump.

Honouliuli Forest Reserve

Scrambling our way down while avoiding cliffs and paths of most resistance.

Honouliuli Trail

We soon hit the 15.8 mile trail that contours below the Waianae Mountain Range. Talk about a sight for sore eyes and legs.

Honouliuli Trail

Another trail that I had always wanted to explore. Killed two birds with one stone today.

Honouliuli Trail

Following the trail through the dips and peaks as it afforded views of Pearl Harbor and the central plains.

Honouliuli Trail

The remains of a previous group that failed to make it out.

Honouliuli Trail

When will this road end?

Honouliuli Trail

Back at the crossroads where we had started earlier in the morning. Full circle.

All pau

Thanks to Chris who patiently waited several hours over the projected exit time to pick us up.

GPS Tracks

Our unintended loop hike covered 11.49 miles through bushwhacking, mosquito swarms and rugged mountain terrain. Outstanding crew who took everything in stride. Post hike meal at one of the few remaining Outback Steakhouses, where clam chowder was still on the menu.

Photos taken by Aileen Agustin, Jen Odence, Lilyn Avendano, Merrill Kalapodes, 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.

Taking a break from the KST, we headed out to the West side this weekend. Photo by Art Young.

Nanakuli Valley

We are not cattle. Maybe chattel. Thanks to Aida for dropping Art, Chris, CJ and myself off in her spotless car. Mahalo to Takashi for the beta on this trail.

Nanakuli Valley

Trying to avoid getting punctured as we walked through the Kiawe forest. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Nanakuli Valley

Escaping the oppressive humidity in the valley as we crested to the top of the first hump on the ridge.

Nanakuli Valley

Pushing off on the grassy ridge line where we exchanged the humidity for windy conditions. Photo by Art Young.

Nanakuli Valley

Looking back at the backdrop of Heleakala and Lualualei Valley.

Nanakuli Ridge

Making our way up the ridge where the clouds had frosted the tops of the mountain. Photo by Art Young.

Nanakuli Ridge

CJ taking a break from the climb to enjoy the panoramic views. Photo by Art Young.

Nanakuli Ridge

The overgrowth become thicker and taller as we approached the top of the ridge line. Photo by Art Young.

Nanakuli Ridge

The group scrambling their way up the eroded section.

Nanakuli Ridge

Following the rusted pipes and steps to civilization, or so we hoped. Photo by Art Young.

Palehua

It’s always amazing to me to find these government and military structures scattered throughout the island in seemingly remote places.

Palehua

Art tending to his medical needs.

Palehua

CJ observing the speed limit. Photo by Art Young.

Palehua

Our flock grew by one until the chicken crossed the road. The riddle that has been bothering mankind since 1847 was finally answered.

Palehua

Stepping foot in an area rich in Hawaiian history and folklore.

Palehua

The tree that people ask about and forget about.

Palehua

Chris pointing out the path to Kunia if one can find it for the overgrowth.

Palehua

Misty mountains ahead of us. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Palehua

Rain drops started falling on our heads as we entered the forest of pine trees.

Palehua

CJ going up the picturesque stairs in the forest. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Palikea

Decisions. Decisions. Decisions. Shall we press on in this inclement weather or bail at Heleakala?

Waianae Summit Trail (WST)

Pushing through the uluhe overgrowth as we continued our hike without any abortions or interruptions.

WST

The clouds leaving the mountains as we made our way down. Photo by Art Young.

WST

The group climbing down the steep fenced ridge line.

WST

CJ in the “Emerald Forest.”

Pohakea Pass

Art making his way down to “I don’t know what I’m getting myself into.”

Pohakea Pass

It was all our first time climbing down the roughly 80′ crumbly cliff during high winds to boot. It was a hoot for some and not so for others.

Pohakea Pass

Chris climbing his way down. Photo by CJ Mendiola.

Pohakea Pass

Making my way down to terra firma. Photo by Art Young.

Pohakea Pass

Leaving the imposing cliff behind us.

WST

Going up the crack in the mountains. Photo by

WST

Chris climbing his way back up to the ridge line.

WST

Playing in nature’s rock climbing gym.

WST

Covering the gap with the yoga stretch. Photo by Art Young.

WST

Art contouring his way around the rock obstacle.

WST

Climbing and contouring around one of many rock obstacles sprinkled on the ridge line. Photo by Art Young.

WST

Art pulling himself up.

WST

Are we having fun yet? Photo by Art Young.

WST

We caught up with the fence line again which took us straight to our last summit of the day.

Pu’u Kaua

Panoramic views of the central plains and the ridge where we had just came from.

Pu’u Kaua

Final group photo at the 3,127′ summit.

Kaua Trail

Leaving the third highest peak on the island for flatter elevation.

Kaua Trail

Art was on a mission to get down. Quickly.

Kaua Trail

Taking a break from the rapid descent from the mountain. Photo by Art Young.

Kaua Trail

Meandering through the valley on the kukui shells covered trail.

Kaua Trail

Why did the hiker cross the log? To get to the other side. Thank you very much.

All pau

Thanks to Bill and Shirley for picking us up despite the navigational hiccups. We also found out that somebody was born in a barn.

GPS Tracks

Our ten mile plus hike covered a lot of climbing through the rugged Waianae Mountains. Amazing adventure with good friends. Post hike meal at Restaurant Kunio, where the wait was longer than the time we spent in the eatery itself. The only saving grace was that the food was actually tasty.

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.

Met up with Bill, Lilyn and Shirley to spend Easter in the mountains this weekend.

Kunia

Thanks to Jalen who dropped us off and wished us well on our “painful” hike, how did he know?

Sunflower field

Grow them and they will come. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Kunia

Heading towards the tree line. We missed it by that much. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Kunia

Making our way up the short and stiff spur ridge.

Kunia

The trail was a marked departure from the last time I hiked it three years ago, as some folks had cleared the overgrowth and marked the trail. We also found somebody’s stash of chemical leached bottled water. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Hono’uli’uli Contour Trail

We soon met up with the firebreak road that contours on the Windward side of the Waianae Mountain Range. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Hono’uli’uli Contour Trail

Leaving the trail that spans from Kolekole Pass to Palehua Road.

Kunia

Following the trail which soon dipped into a saddle.

Kunia

Looking back into the Kunia farm lands as we gained elevation in the mountains. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Kunia

Lilyn climbing out of the saddle and up to the WST.

Waianae Summit Trail (WST)

Stepping foot on the eroded remains of an ancient shield volcano. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

WST

Looking back as the rest of the crew emerged from the spur trail.

WST

We topped out on the ridge line just shy of Pu’u Kanehoa to be met by stiff winds and spectacular views wherever we cast our wandering eyes. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

WST

The only sheltered spot on the ridge line from the gusting winds that dropped the air temperature and discouraged some from continuing the hike. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

WST

Photo of our group before we dwindled down to a pair of hikers.

WST

Bill and Shirley decided to explore the sheltered trails at lower elevations. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

WST

Dropping down the side of the rock face. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

WST

Two dots on the ridge line. Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

WST

Lilyn making her way on the exposed ridge line buffeted by the strong winds. Nature’s air conditioning.

WST

Ready to plunge into the forested spot of the ridge line. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

WST

Breaking out of the forest and back onto the exposed ridge line.

Gorilla Heads

Meeting up with the first pair of obstacles. One small and one big. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Gorilla Heads

Lilyn working her way up the smaller rock face.

Gorilla Heads

Climbing up the bigger head. Webbing optional. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Gorilla Heads

Lilyn climbing up while trying not to lose her Chicago Cubs hat. No mean feat by itself in these windy conditions.

Gorilla Heads

Going down the backside. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Gorilla Heads

Lilyn looking for her next foothold or spot.

Gorilla Heads

Can you see the primate for the rocks? Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

WST

Fence hopping. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

WST

Going up through the fence line that was interrupted by the rocky ridge line.

WST

Climbing up the fenced hill. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

WST

Lilyn overlooking the Gorilla Heads.

WST

We resumed our hilly climb to be briefly interrupted by several nasty patches of uluhe overgrowth before reaching the third highest peak.

Pu’u Kaua

Photo from the remarkably cleared 3,127′ summit.

WST

Leaving the summit and following the fence line where some spots of the trail were littered with non-potable water jugs and barrels.

WST

Enjoying the central plains view. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

WST

We soon left the fence line behind us and started our program of rock climbing. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

WST

Lilyn angling her way down one of the rock climbs.

WST

Low center of gravity. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

WST

High center of gravity.

WST

Lilyn contouring her way down the short and steep climb.

WST

Going down a short drop. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Pohakea Pass

It was butterfly time as we made our way towards the imposing 80′ crumbly cliff. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Pohakea Pass

Lilyn climbing up towards the base of the pass using ropes that have seen better days.

Pohakea Pass

Climbing straight up, always mindful of the chossy rocks. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Pohakea Pass

Like somebody said, pictures do not do this climb justice.

Pohakea Pass

We both passed the pass.

WST

Lilyn scrambling back up the ridge line, thinking all the hard stuff was behind us. Think again.

WST

So far, so good.

WST

Enjoying the windy views. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

WST

Pushing up the last big hill. Promise?

WST

We had to jump the fence line multiple times to stay on trail. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

WST

The suffocating uluhe overgrowth and the seemingly never ending false peaks were exhausting and irritating. This was the hardest section according to the backseat hiker. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Heleakala

Looking at our original exit route which got tossed out due to lack of time. I also switched my music from headset to speaker to serve as a pseudo-navigational aid, as the overgrowth and multiple trails were a tad confusing. It also helped to drown out the broken record. I didn’t know record players could work in the mountains.

Palikea

Happy Easter from the 3,098′ ti leaf summit where I marked my sixth time finishing the WST.

Palehua

Crossing through forest land teeming with native fauna and flora.

Palehua

Keeping the feral ungulates out but the two legged primates in. Or something like that. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Palehua

Leaving the pine tree forest behind us as we enjoyed central and town views on our way out.

Palehua

Rolling through the Indiana Jones boulder tunnel. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Palehua

End of the trail for us but the beginning of the long ass road that winded down to Makakilo.

Palehua Road

Pounding the pavement as several cars passed us on the road, all failing to follow protocol.

All pau

Hit the road, Jack. And don’t you come back. No more, no more, no more, no more. Hit the road, Jack. And don’t you come back no more. A more lyrical interpretation of the greeting we received at the end of the road. Thanks to Bill and Shirley for picking us up and giving us cold carbonated beverages. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

GPS Tracks

Our 12 plus mile covered the hardest climbing section of the WST, made even more taxing by the annoying overgrowth. Post hike meal at McDonald’s where we locked our doors for peace of mind as we ate our cholesterol drenched food.

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 went out the West side to dry out this weekend with Charlie, CJ and Tessa. Thanks to Matt for dropping us off at Schofield Barracks. Citizens of all country are welcome.

Trailhead

The start of the trail was teeming with hikers. We got a jump on them before the trail got too congested. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

KoleKole Pass Rock

I hope heads will not be rolling today.

Meadows

Group photo before Matt took his leave of us, left to right: Matt, Tessa, myself, CJ and Charlie. The brisk winds aborted Matt’s attempt at some drone shots. So he called it a day and bade us farewell.

Hapapa Trail

We took the crumbly and direct route up. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

Hapapa Trail

The rest of the group making their way up. Somehow, somebody got lost on their way up. Excuse me, he was exploring. LOL.

Hapapa Trail

We made our way through the stand of paperbark trees and soon found ourselves at the towering rock dike. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

Hapapa Trail

Climbing down to start our climb up the first notch. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

Hapapa Trail

CJ and Tessa on the photogenic dike.

Hapapa Trail

Tessa sitting on her perch in the mountains. Photo by CJ Mendiola.

Hapapa Trail

The girls on top of the second notch.

Hapapa Trail

Are we home for the night? Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Pu’u Hapapa

Group photo on the square summit overlooking the West side. The best side.

Waianae Summit Trail (WST)

We left the 2,883′ summit to begin our hike on the fenced trail. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

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Looking back as Tessa climbs over one of many fenced junctions.

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Descending down towards the imposing rock dike which interrupts the ridge line. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

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Making our way around the eroded section. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

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Heading towards the knob of Kanehoa.

Pu’u Kanehoa

Group photo at the 2,778′ summit that offered splendid panoramic views.

Pu’u Kanehoa

One of the splendid views from the top.

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Looking back at the exposed summit. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

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Tessa hiking through the mixed tree section of the ridge.

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Approaching the “Christmas Tree” which is the gateway to the first set of obstacles before us.

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CJ and Tessa cresting over the small hill.

Gorilla Heads

Scrambling up the smaller head. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

Gorilla Heads

Climbing down towards the bigger head. Don’t touch it too much. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

Gorilla Heads

CJ making her way up. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Gorilla Heads

Charlie bringing up the rear. Photo by CJ Mendiola.

Gorilla Heads

Looking for my next foothold. Where’s my spotter? Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Gorilla Heads

Tessa’s turn to climb down. Step by step. Heart to heart. Left, right, Left. We all fall down. Wait, don’t follow the last lyric.

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CJ making her way up the interrupted fence line. Hard for the fence installers to follow the pitches of the ridge line.

Need webbing?

We soon left the fence line to climb up a rock face. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

Bee in my bonnet

Tessa was being buzzed and it wasn’t from alcohol. I was of no help. Luckily CJ had a stick handy and flicked the bee out.

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Back on the fence line.

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Charlie pushing through the overgrowth. Visibility was mostly uluhe ferns in your face. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Pu’u Kaua

The 3,127′ summit was extremely overgrown, no stop here. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

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Back on the fence line with CJ pointing at our destination, which was still far away. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

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Climbing my way down. The start of the most rock climbing this side of the WST. Photo by CJ Mendiola.

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Charlie ready to climb down.

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Looking for our next rock face to climb down. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

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CJ making short work of the rock face. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

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Tessa climbing down the correct route.

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The other two decided on an “easier” descent and ended up losing their webbing. Apparently my words of advice were drowned out in the wind. LOL. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

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Contouring a somewhat tricky rock face. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

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The others following in my footsteps. Pack optional.

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Scrambling up another rockface. After another. And another. You get the picture. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

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Give me your hand and forget about losing your manhood.

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Contouring around the tree line to stay on trail.

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Tessa dropping off the ridge line. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

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The group hugging the rockface as we made our way down the sliver of a trail.

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Making my way down a short drop. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Camp Pohakea

Camp life. We could have survived for quite some time in the mountains what with Charlie’s industrial sized can of butane fuel and copious amounts of unfiltered water. We were just missing enough food. We didn’t look appetizing to each other.

Camp Pohakea

Camp site. We pitched tent on what looked like the remains of another cabin or bunker. We were not breaking new ground.

Camp Pohakea

Good night from the Waianae Mountains. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

Camp Pohakea

We woke up the next morning after rain showers pelted our campsite, made breakfast, broke down camp and left to tackle the biggest obstacle in the mountains. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

Pohakea Pass

I won’t lie. Every time I see this 80′ crumbly cliff, I get butterflies in my stomach.

Pohakea Pass

Climbing and contouring our way up. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

Pohakea Pass

The group queued up at the base of the cliff.

Pohakea Pass

Everybody ready to climb? Photo by Charlie Antonio.

Pohakea Pass

The climb up was greatly assisted with the red webbing that another group had left. Caution was still exercised as never fully trust webbing that wasn’t set by your own hands. It pays to also have somebody that can safely free climb obstacles in case webbing is suspect or lacking.

Pohakea Pass

Checking out the group coming up, the wind stalled somebody’s progress immeasurably. But everybody made it up safely. In the end, that’s all that matters.

Pohakea Pass

CJ perched on her rock. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Pohakea Pass

Hello from the top of the pass.

Bonsai Trail

Leaving the pass behind us.

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It was another steep climb up the fenced ridge line. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

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Wading through the sea of forest green uluhell.

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Water catchment break. Photo by CJ Mendiola.

Palikea Summit

Group photo with the rainbow behind us in Lualualei Valley.

Palehua

Going down the stairs. We must be nearing civilization.

Palehua

Leaving the forest of pine trees as we left the gated area.

Palehua

Traversing the trail cut from the side of the cliff.

Palehua

Indiana Bugay coming through the boulder tunnel. Photo by Charlie Antonio.

Palehua

Switch backing our way to the bamboo forest.

Palehua

Going down the last set of stairs for the day.

Palehua

End of the trail and beginning of the road. We are not out of the woods yet.

Hiker Humane Society

I am not your Daddy! Photo by Charlie Antonio.

All pau

Mahalo to Quan for picking us up halfway on the road.

GPS Tracks

Our two day camping and climbing hike in the Waianae Mountains covered 9.5 miles with fun company and marked my fifth time completing the Waianae Summit Trail (WST). Post hike meal at Outback Steakhouse where Aida, Chris, Lilyn and Quan also joined us on two separate tables. No clam chowder on the menu. What is this world coming to?

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 joined a different team this weekend to tackle the other mountain range on the island, the Waianae Summit Trail. Thanks to Mike for dropping Analyn, Bill, Shirley and myself off under the bright lights of the Kaena Point Satellite Tracking Station to start our late evening hike. Team BASK.

Kaena Point

Walking on the remnants of the railroad tracks where only our shadows kept us company.

Kaena Point

I guess we should have gotten a 4×4. Whose name was on the rental contract?

Kaena Point

Passing one of several WW2 pillboxes on our way up the grassy and rocky ridge line that was under lunar illumination.

Kaena Point Tracking Station

Approaching the military installation that dominates the landscape of the 1,500′ ridge line.

Kaena Point Tracking Station

Somebody wanted to shed more light on themselves and bring unwanted attention to ourselves. Talks of hiking in the dark to our destination soon became a distant memory as we set up camp at the BSA shelter. Bill and Shirley shared a tent, while Analyn and I shared the picnic table.

BSA Shelter

We woke up the next day, broke down the tent, cleaned off the table and had breakfast.

Kuaokala Trail

Hiking the wide tree lined corridor that was strewn with pine cones and needles.

Kuaokala Trail

Making our way through the barren and rocky terrain where views of Makua Valley greeted us.

Kuaokala Trail

First contact with the fence line that is sprawled over the mountain range.

Kuaokala Trail

We followed the fence line down for a bit before it spit us back onto the trail.

Waianae Summit Trail (WST)

Leaving the well trodden trail for the overgrown one.

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We snacked on lilikoi passion fruit before trudging back up the road.

Moku

Turned a right at the geodic marker to pick up the trail.

Pahole NAR

Entering the 685 acres of protected ecosystems that are home to native fauna and flora. Mount Ka’ala looked so close, yet so far.

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Seeking scant shade from the blistering sun.

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Fences for daze.

Mokuleia Trail

We dropped down to the shelter to have our lunch and top off our water. Slim pickings for the oranges and avocados. Who the hell brings a chair to a hike? A comfortable person that’s who.

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Back to hiking under the hot sun.

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Giving our hands a workout as we went up and down the fenced hills.

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Approaching the summit where a shin high metal stake caught a couple of us on the way up. Ouch!

Three Corners

It was a nice day to be enjoying the sweeping views of Makaha, Makua and Mokuleia Valleys.

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Plunging through the dense uluhe corridor laced with thorny thimbleberry bushes. While hiking has a lot of joys. This was definitely not one of them.

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Looking ahead to the road that would take us to the 4,025′ summit.

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Coming down the steep hill, Analyn skinned her right hand on the fence coming down. Wear and tear.

Ka’ala Road

Two bumps on the road otherwise known as potential road kill.

Ka’ala Road

Click your heels together three times and say ‘There’s no place like home’ and you’ll be there. Unfortunately, this is not the movies and you are not Dorothy. This is the Ka’ala Road, hard and unforgiving. Photo by Bill Yogi.

Ka’ala Road

Putting our heads down and putting one foot in front of the other. This road sucks.

Ka’ala Road

End of the road. Thank goodness. Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

Camp Ka’ala

We set up camp; enjoyed a stunning sunset, munched on Godiva Chocolate and somebody got gassed to the point of retching.

Camp Ka’ala

Our morning view from the highest peak on the island, as rain showers slowly marched its way towards us.

Camp Ka’ala

Breaking down camp under a light drizzle of mountain rain.

Ka’ala Bog

On the boardwalk that crosses through 1,100 acres of ancient Hawaiian rain forest home to many native plants and animals. Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

Ka’ala Bog

The Northern KST doesn’t have the exclusive monopoly on deep sole sucking mud. Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

Ka’ala Bog

Finding the fence line and following it down to the ridge line.

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Going down the slippery slope. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

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Analyn climbing her way down.

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The girls climbing down and out from the moss covered boulder section. Photo by Bill Yogi.

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Bushwhacking through the fenced corridor of uluhe ferns and thimbleberry bushes. The overgrowth was too much for Bill’s selfie stick as I cracked the tip while clearing the trail, no fusion videos of the hike. My bad. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

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The last time I saw my selfie stick before the overgrowth snatched it out of my pack. It’s supposed to be used for selfies and not bushwhacking. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

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The girls passing through a stand of trees that were thickly padded with green and spongy moss.

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The trail overgrowth relented somewhat, but not that much. Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

Hobbs Junction

Taking a break from all that bushwhacking. Agony by a thousand punctures.

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Resuming our fenced hike with the second highest peak staring us in our sweaty faces.

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Making our way down the split ridge.

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Waiting for our turn to climb down. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

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Shirley contouring the crumbly ridge line. Photo by Bill Yogi.

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Looking for that ledge to land her size 7.5 shoes on. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

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Analyn climbing up one of the last rock faces before the summit.

Pu’u Kalena

Fabulous views of the West side from the 3,504′ peak.

Pu’u Kalena

What? No lunch break here? Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

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Back on the fenced trail to get to the eroded section over on the next hill.

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Lunch break and scenic photography spot.

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False peak after false peak.

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Selfie at one of the step fence sections. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

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Looking down at the hot mess of crumbly rocks otherwise known as Pu’u Ka’ilio.

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West side boy on the West side dike.

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Looking back at sexxxy ridge. No opportunity for sexxxy time. Next time. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

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We left the fenced ridge line and made our way down the spur ridge.

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Analyn throwing out a shaka before going down another narrow dike section.

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There’s always time for another shaka on the dike. Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

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Getting off the rocky ridge line as we descended towards the pass, the lowest point in the Waianae Mountain Range.

Lualualei Valley

Looking down into the largest coastal valley on this side of the island.

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Can you take a video of me sliding on my butt sis?

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Sure thing sis! Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

Kolekole Pass

Why did the hikers cross the road? To get to the other hiking trail.

Pohaku Hupeloa

Everybody try and keep their heads about them.

Kolekole Pass

Approaching the clearing with sweeping views and looking for my carbonated beverage. Sorry Analyn.

Kolekole Pass

Thanks to Matt for bringing us the fried chicken without an apostrophe. Our group just got bigger by one. Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

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Our bellies full, we climbed straight up the crumbly hillside to save 15 minutes. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

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Matt bringing the chicken with him. Leftovers are the best. For some people.

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The sun silhouetting Matt as we descended down to the notch.

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Bill and Shirley climbing out of the first notch.

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Coming over the second notch. Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

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Almost there.

Camp Hapapa

We set up camp; enjoyed another spectacular sunset, no dessert this time and no gassing was reported as well.

Camp Hapapa

Twinkling city lights. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Camp Hapapa

The morning sunbeams spilling over on the central plain. Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

WST

We broke down camp and set out for the square sized summit of Hapapa.

Pu’u Hapapa

Our collective photographic poses on the 2,883′ peak.

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Leaving the summit.

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Misty mountains.

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Looking back at Matt and the valley that are home to two of the tallest transmission towers in the Western hemisphere.

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Contouring and not climbing. Photo by Shirley Gloriani

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Traversing the eroded section of the ridge line.

Pu’u Kanehoa

Cheesy pose by the girls at the 2,728′ summit. Not my words. From the cheesy person herself.

Pu’u Kanehoa

Watching Bill “No Breaks” Yogi moving on the ridge line. Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

Pu’u Kanehoa

Matt checking out the views and kicking himself for not bringing his drone.

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The clouds drifting over the mountains.

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Most of the clouds soon left, but some stayed. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

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We went through a section of pine forest before getting back onto the exposed ridge.

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Approaching the “Christmas Tree” that marks the gateway to the first main obstacle.

Gorilla Heads

Climbing up and over the smaller of the primate rocks. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Gorilla Heads

Supplemental webbing does a body and mind good. Or so I heard. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Gorilla Heads

Bill climbing up the biggest of the ape rocks. Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

Gorilla Heads

Shirley’s turn.

Gorilla Heads

Passing resemblance to their Simian namesake. Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

Gorilla Heads

Bill climbing his way down.

Gorilla Heads

Spotting Analyn coming down. Catching services not included. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Gorilla Heads

Looking back at the two humps. And it wasn’t even Wednesday yet.

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The group going up between a hard rock and a fence. There was only one decision to make. Up.

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There’s always a photographic opportunity in the mountains, especially with these two. Photo by Bill Yogi.

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Blackhawk doing a fly by. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

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You go right, I’ll go left. Who wants to follow? Webbing will be provided.

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Analyn contouring her way around the crumbly rock. We took a musubi break at this spot. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

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Following the fence line as we climbed up the rocky ridge.

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Pushing our way through the insufferable patch of uluhe ferns that was thankfully interrupted by the fence line.

Pu’u Kaua

Looking back at the mountains we had traversed from the third highest peak on the island.

Pu’u Kaua

Group photo by Analyn Baliscao, left to right: Analyn, Bill, Matt, myself and Shirley at the 3,127′ peak.

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What broad shoulders you have, the better to see the views with. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

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Bill coming down the rock face, the start of the most rock climbing on this section of the WST that you can shake a crumbly rock at.

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Team BASK perched on the rocks. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

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The girls climbing their way down and posing. Multi-tasking at its finest. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

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Follow me. Or maybe not. Some people have to learn the hard way. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

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Matt making his way around the rock that was in our way. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

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Contouring our way around the slippery and rooted hill to pick up the trail. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

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Analyn climbing down the short drop with the overhang. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

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The pine tree corridor that took us to the main obstacle of the day.

Pohakea Pass

Going up the crumbly 80′ cliff for the fourth time and my stomach still had butterflies. The saving grace was the red webbing that was leftover from another group’s ascent. No free climbing needed this time. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Pohakea Pass

Bill climbing his way up.

Pohakea Pass

Shirley using the blue and red webbings to pull herself up. We just had to have a white webbing and it would have been a patriotic climb. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Pohakea Pass

Somebody was focused on getting to the top. Need a hand? Photo by Shirley Gloriani.

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Scrambling up and away from the sheer cliff.

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Shirley threading her way between the trees on the mossy ground.

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Pulling ourselves up the last major fenced climb.

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Pondering the anticipated removal of my facial hair after my self-imposed shaving hiatus that was to be lifted when I finished both mountain ranges in one shot. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Palikea

Brief stop at the ti leaf summit that at 3,098′ elevation had panoramic views of the West side. Only an hour left to the end of our hike.

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Trying to beat the sun to the bottom. Mother Nature would win.

Palehua

Our last selfie of the day as the daylight slipped away from us.

All pau

Not quite. We still had a roughly five mile road to walk down to Makakilo. We were going to pool our cash together to get a ride back down. But nobody answered the call of opportunity. So we ended up pounding the pavement all the way down to Makakilo. We piled into Matt’s truck and met up with Janell at the nearby shopping center where frozen cokes and bubbly were waiting for us.

Post hike celebration

Matt was the only one afforded the traditional champagne dousing over the head, as he had to head home. The rest of us retired to Bill and Shirley’s lawn and just sucked it down. I don’t know who got the better deal. Thanks again to Janell for giving us a ride. Photos by Janell Tuttle.

GPS Tracks

Our Labor Day weekend hike over the entire Waianae Mountain Range and then some, covered almost 33 miles through rugged and spectacular terrain that defines the West side. Amazing adventure with awesome friends. Until the next adventure.

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.