According to a passage from Wikipedia, “Humans have had a distinct relationship with waterfalls since prehistory, travelling to see them, exploring and naming them.” That being said, the group met up in the valley that was home to the first coffee plantation in the islands to visit all seven of the waterfalls in the valley. 6/7. Close enough for a probationary member on her birthday hike.

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Stocking up for the soon to happen festivities. Thanks to Rose for getting these biodegradable balloons and filling them with tap water straight from the pipes of Waimanalo. Edgar pointed out that this was the same street where a local chiropractor had killed his family and himself on March 10, 2024.

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Starting on the trail as sunbeams danced on the valley floor.

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YawYaw #1 sharing her can’t miss voice that the forest hasn’t heard since the COVID days.

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The group making their way through the rain forest. The rain part was soon to come.

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Walking across one of seven bridges on the way to the waterfalls, on the return trip you cross only six. We were not coming back this way. Not exactly.

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Matt excited to find a TV in the jungle, until it dawned on him as how is he going to to plug it in.

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Rose holding her freshly picked bunch of pako ferns while scrambling underneath a fallen tree. Not as easy as it looks. She got skills when it comes to food.

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Dale trying out for the next cover of CQ – Coconut Quarterly.

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The famous Laredo graced us with his presence. He was wearing a top and bottom. Unusual for him. We must not be at a waterfall yet.

Queen’s Bath

Our first group photo of the day in the clear pool of water. Does this count as a waterfall? I guess not, since Laredo’s clothes are still on.

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Climbing out of the bath and into the falls.

Wa’aloa Falls

Our first waterfall and water balloon pelting of the day. LNT. We did pick up the latex remnants from the water.

Wa’aloa Falls

Top down view of the post-latex carnage.

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Passing the memorial boulder in Waiakeakua Stream for Gladstone Wright, an 11-year old boy that was struck by a falling 7.5 pound rock while out on a picnic on May 14, 1891. He was rushed by carriage to Queen’s Hospital where he later passed to his injuries.

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One of multiple stream crossings.

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Matt searching a tunnel that went nowhere.

Waiakeakua Falls

We arrived at the second waterfall as some of us climbed up to the first tier to check out the deep hole.

Waiakeakua Falls

Splish-splash, they were taking a bath
Long about a Sunday morning, yeah
They were a-splishin’ and a a-splashin’, reelin’ with the feelin’
Movin’ and a-groovin’, jumpin’ and a-pumpin’, yeah
Bing-bang we saw the whole gang
Watchin’ and catchin’ our pics

Waiakeakua Falls

The second splattering.

Waiakeakua Falls

Group photo at the waterfalls that offers a route to reach the top of the Ko’olau Mountains if so desired. We were not so inclined this day.

Waiakeakua Falls

Balloon censorship at its wettest. Preferable over pixelation.

Waiakeakua Falls

Making our way back down to the base.

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Man-made waterfall in the distance. Too small. Doesn’t count.

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We soon ran into two of Allison’s friends, Joyce and Sam, who joined the group as we continued our search for more waterfalls. It’s like zombies searching for brains, addicting to some.

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Testing the working load limit on a particular bridge.

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Passing through a patch of bamboo grass as we looked for the next junction.

Naniuapo Falls

Approaching the third trickling waterfall.

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The third throwing.

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Group photo in the birds nest.

Naniuapo Falls

CB looking for a way to slide down. Left? Right? Helicopter?

Naniuapo Falls

Comments from the peanut gallery down below. The term harks back to vaudeville days when patrons in the cheap seats would throw out jeers and peanuts. At least give us some peanuts.

Naniuapo Falls

CB trying to coax me to go out on a limb. Literally. Hard pass. Already had a recent fall.

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Walking in the footsteps of the steps that have long since rotted away.

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Fresh cut flowers from the forest for the birthday girl.

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Others got blooms and blossoms, I got rocks and rubbish. Shades of Kalalau Trail.

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Random group photo in the forest.

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The trail at times was overgrown, muddy and uneven. Par for a waterfall hike.

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Sandra checking out the lower falls.

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If a tree falls in a forest, climb on top and take a photo.

Luaalaea Falls

Climbing up to the fourth waterfall.

Luaalaea Falls

The balloons seem to have decreased in volume and accuracy.

Luaalaea Falls

The forecasted rains finally fell from the heavens, increasing the trickle to a stream of water cascading down the cliff.

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We found Matt’s long, white and hard pipes that he was talking about on the trail. Quite a gusher.

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The lush and verdant valley saturated with rain gave that prehistoric vibe that led this location to be used in the Jurassic Park movie. It also lead to a dry roll in the grass despite the heavy rain.

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We soon intersected with the gravel trail masquerading as a brown river that was filled with waterlogged hikers and us looking for that elusive junction, as the bloodhound’s nose must have been congested.

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Sandra plunging into the brown river. Always a good sign. Right?

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Roughly 30 minutes of boulder hopping and scrambling through the stream, we got to our fifth waterfall.

Kahuwai’iki Falls

Somebody was happy. This was a waterfall.

Kahuwai’iki Falls

Having a good time until rocks rained on our parade. Refer to Caption #14.

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Seeking a place of relative safety.

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The fifth drubbing of the day.

Kahuwai’iki Falls

Happy Birthday Allison!

Kahuwai’iki Falls

Thanks Mrs. Banks for letting Blaine to come out and play today.

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Heading back down stream in search of two or one more waterfalls for the day?

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One of many trees bearing mountain apple blossoms that we came across in the valley. Where are the mouth watering fruits?

Waihi Nui

Andrew auditioning for his direct to dvd movie. I’ll let you guess which genre.

Waihi Nui

Last group photo in front of the 150′ waterfalls more commonly known as Manoa Falls.

Waihi Nui

The final splashing of the day. I guess we are not going to visit the last waterfall known as Little Shitty or by most people, ‘Aihualama Falls. Refer to Caption #1.

All pau

We walked back to our cars and finally found our mountain apples on the street.

GPS Tracks

Our more fun than you can shake a water balloon hike covered 7.2 miles through Manoa Valley with good friends. Post hike meal at Zippy’s where the requested dish of Korean fried chicken was consumed by the birthday girl. Happy Birthday!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z3gr-9upnZE

Video by Edgar Gamiao of our waterfall birthday hike.

Photos taken by Lilyn Avendano, Allison Banks, Blaine Banks, Chris Bautista, Joe Caldwell, Ann Colton, Roseann Fai, Edgar Gamiao, Andrew Matsui, Laredo Muredo, Samantha Taylor, Joyce Uhlmer, Matt Vidaurri, Sandra Walter, Dale Yoshizu and yours truly. Not necessarily in order.

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I had always wanted to do a loop involving Waikeakua Falls, so Glenn and I tagged along with the Oahu Hiker’s group that was doing such a hike. Well, half of the hike.

Bridge #1

We met up with the group deep in Manoa Valley to start our hike.

Bridge #2

The trail is also known as the Seven Bridges Road.

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Walking under canopy. The road soon split, where we took the left fork to stay on trail.

Bridge #3

Toby was waiting at the third bridge, as he had started earlier in the day to take pictures.

Bridge #4

There are stories that this trail is haunted by a banshee. Nothing heard. Keep moving.

Waiakeakua stream

Waiakeakua means water of the gods in Hawaiian.

Abandoned car

One of two cars slowly being swallowed by the forest. Maybe they ran out of gas?

Bamboo forest

The group making their way through the bamboo forest.

You guys coming?

The trail started to disappear amidst the heavy foliage and fallen trees, but we kept to the right and eventually made our way up a flight of cement stairs.

Queen’s bath

We soon came across this pool of water fed by a small waterfall known as Queen’s Bath. A couple of us partially climbed on the overhead pipe. We then picked up the trail again on the right of the stream at the top.

Bridge #5

This was the last bridge seen or counted. What happened to the other two?

Landslide

The group taking a break at a recent landslide.

Waterfall #1

Khym making his way up the first waterfall. Didn’t even get his feet wet.

Waterfall #2

Time to take the plunge. The water was over waist high and icy cold. Most of the group took the trail on the left to stay dry. Photo by Richardson Mike

Slippery rope

Glenn climbing up. Karen soon followed and gave everybody a scare when she lost her footing and was dangling from the rope. She eventually regained her footing and made her way up.

Waterfall #3

The tallest of the waterfalls at roughly 60′. Photo by Chris Hiona.

Up we go

Climbing up the waterfall with the help of several ropes that were anchored to the trees. Photo by Naomi Bruneau.

Made it!

Glenn making it to the top.

Looking down

We left the group behind as they stayed at the base of the waterfall and eventually turned around. Our group grew by one, as Khym decided to join us as we continued towards the Koolau Summit.

Leaving the streambed

We followed a faint trail to the right to make our way up the ridge. Going left will take you to Manoa Middle Ridge.

Uluhe trail

Fighting the uluhe to gain the summit.

Looking back

View of Manoa Valley. It was a nice clear day.

On the KSRT

Group photo at the top, left to right: Glenn, myself and Khym.

Windward view

Looking out towards Olomana. It was a super nice clear day.

Follow the slippers

We soon turned right and followed the spine of the Koolaus.

Mount Olympus

The summit of Mount Olympus or Awaawaloa was unusually cloud free, it’s actually the second peak in the picture.

Going up and down

We didn’t actually summit Olympus as we followed the KSRT and connected to the Waahila Ridge Trail.

Dirt slalom

Glenn doing a controlled slide down the dirt trail, while Khym took the middle rut down.

Kolowalu junction

We took the Kolowalu trail to loop back down into Manoa Valley.

Fallen tree

When a tree falls in the forest, you sit and stand on it.

Kolowalu trail

The trail eventually connected to the Puu Pia trail which was the way out.

Splash of color

Red ginger flower?

Walking out

We soon walked out onto Alani Drive where Glenn had staged his truck.

GPS Tracks

The loop that took us through rainforest, waterfalls and mountains covered 4.31 miles with good company all the way. Post hike meal was at Peppa’s Korean BBQ. Courtesy of Glenn. Never bet on hiking time!