I got an excuse to break in my spanking brand new Costco backpack this weekend. Met up with Chris B, Chris C and Thessa to explore the rolling hills of Wahiawa.
We shouldered our 40 pound backpacks and disappeared into the hills.
The group making their way down the first hill through a stand of eucalyptus trees.
Passing through uprooted trees scattered like so many matchsticks.
We climbed up a hill, hit a switchback and followed the trail down to our first stream crossing.
Took off our shoes and waded to the opposite bank in clear, cold waters.
The ample leaves surrounding us came in handy to dry our feet off. Climbing up another hill. Theme for the day.
Cameras and monkeys fall out of trees. No monkeys around today. Photo by Chris Bautista.
We followed this ribbon down into a thickly vegetated valley floor with false drops, so we turned around and headed back up again.
The trail looped back the way we had come from, so we found another side trail to explore.
Let’s see where this goes.
The trail dropped us down into another stream. Photo by Chris Chun.
Climbing up another hill peppered with paperbark trees.
Muttered curses filled the air as I topped the hill only to realize we had looped back again!
Let’s find out where this ridge will take us.
We meet again. It the waters were higher, we might as well have gone tubing! Photo by Chris Chun.
We crossed the stream and picked up a faint trail that soon disappeared as the uluhe got deeper and denser as we bushwhacked our way up another hill. Losing daylight. Time to turn around and set up camp. We didn’t lug these tents around for nothing.
Group photo left to right: Chris B, Chris C, Thessa and myself.
Cup of cramps. All night long. Photo by Thessa Bugay.
The day was drawing to a close. No more exploring for today. Photo by Chris Bautista.
Snoring. Cheese Farts. Eating. Rain. Tree branches creaking. Sleep. Not necessarily in that order. Photo by Thessa Bugay.
Wakey, wakey eggs and bakey. Or in our case, leftover MREs.
We broke our campsite down, packed our bags and headed back out.
Nice to look at, not nice to be in it.
Runoff and rain had swollen and colored the muddy brown stream. Photo by Thessa Bugay.
Recycled walking sticks.
The looping hike covered roughly 6 miles of rolling hills, pig trails, hunter trails, hiking trails, ridges and streams. Real easy to get lost in these hills. Post hike meal at Zippys. The eye is bigger than the stomach.
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Hello,
I really like hiking.
Your hike looks really exciting.
Anyway, I really want to go there, but I cannot find it.
Do you know where is this pic?
https://www.instagram.com/p/BJGvv3th7nV/
I’m waiting for good response..
Aloha Yohei,
Thanks. Unfortunately I have not been to that picture you posted. Good luck in finding it.
Mahalo