The winds were whipping around the island resulting in trees falling on Pali Highway, storm clouds were gathering on the mountains and the hiking mood was not right to go down to the Pali Lookout. Plan B. Let’s do something fun. Plan B. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.
Pushed off the trail with the reluctant group that included Andy, Lilyn, Quan and Robin.
End of the biking trail.
Quan going up the muddy path that passed for a trail.
Step by step. Puddle by puddle.
We could soon almost see the summit for the communications tower.
All wet at the 2,480′ summit.
Does somebody have a pair of ambidextrous gloves? Inside out?
Whiteout views of the Windward side.
When you have no views, you make your own fun. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.
Traversing on the edge of the Ko’olau Mountains. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.
Sharing food at the 2,520′ knob.
Passing the rustling palm trees as we climbed up and down the hills.
Visually depicting the Hawaiian name for this hill. Or just trying to keep warm.
Quan waiting for her turn to go down.
Let’s go down this way! Let’s get ready to rumble!!! Photo by Quan Haberstroh.
Quan crossing over the heavily eroded section of the trail.
Where’s the backdrop? Where’s the tent? Photo by Lilyn Avendano.
Andy descending down the slippery slope face first.
Trying to keep our balance on the ridge as the pushy winds continued throughout the hike.
Climbing up the rock face to reach the eroded hill. Photo by Quan Haberstroh.
Group photo at the 2,028′ summit. Some wanted to bail. Some wanted to continue. Okay, it was just singular.
The group reluctantly descending from the eroded summit.
Passing the first set of powerline towers on the trail.
The “mutineers” heading down towards the valley.
Robin sitting on a tree. All that was missing was a proper noun and another verb. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.
Is that a magic mushroom? Did somebody ingest one going down the trail? Photo by Lilyn Avendano.
Burning off the excess energy which was not a result of psilocin.
Somebody needs a cardboard box. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.
Please do not feed the wildlife. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.
Going down the slippery and rooted slope.
Resting at somebody’s campsite.
Walking … too far on the trail. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.
Rowing, rowing, rowing the bench back to the right trail. Maybe these guys took the magic mushrooms.
Hanging out with Mother Nature.
Exiting out towards the shifting sands valley.
Thanks to Aida and Art for picking us up and taking us back to our cars. Somebody was over dressed for the ride. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.
Our rainy weather of a hike covered a little under seven miles with fun company. Post hike meal at Outback, where I’m glad clam chowder is back on the menu.
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.
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