Our perimeter walk got washed out due to the heavy storm activity over the weekend, so it was off to chasing waterfalls again. Yay! The original group of 17 people shrank to only seven peeps when all was said and done. They were dropping like flies. I think they all went to go eat at The Beach House by 604 with the rest of their friends.
What remained of the group met up at the lookout where we skipped the panoramic views and made our way down the rain soaked road that was blocked by a fallen tree that was being quickly disposed of by HFD who questioned our mental capacity for being out in the storm system that was currently thrashing the islands. I’m pretty sure some of them were making side bets if they were going to be called back later to rescue said hikers.
The group crossing the irrigation ditch.
Passing over one of multiple swollen streams in the valley.
We navigated our way through the forest through the diluted smell of the bloodhound and Val’s tracks and ribbons.
Ferlino crossing a stream and taking a selfie. That man loves his selfies. Not to be confused with self love.
The rest of us just stuck to hiking the trail. Stay focused.
We soon spotted the waterfalls in the distance. Now we just had to get to it.
Somebody said there was cardio involved in today’s hike?
It looked like we were going further away from the falls as we got higher on the ridgeline as the footing became less secure and sure.
We scrambled and slid back back down to relative safety.
Making our way to the base of the waterfall.
Like its neighboring cousin, V Falls, this dry chute only carries H2O during heavy rainfall.
Group photo at the lower tier, where is Ferlino?
He had climbed up and lowered webbing down the falls. Is that for ascent or descent? Or both? We would never find out.
We soon followed him up to the second tier of the falls by climbing and contouring the ridgeline, all except one. The very one that orchestrated this waterfall hike. The wet irony.
Looking up at the second tier as the winds were whipping something fierce and were flying most of the water into the air, rendering the waterfalls less voluminous in appearance.
Group photo at the base of the second falls.
Val looking up at the waterfall. There was probably a third tier, but no discernible means of approach. Plus, we were getting cold. Hawaii people and all.
Leaving our precarious perch on the hill as we scrambled our way back down the soft and slippery slope.
Edgar following the stream as we made our way back out.
Passing underneath a fallen tree which answers the philosophical question. If a tree falls in a forest, just make sure you get the hell out of the way.
Passing by the former Mosquito Bucket Junction, now seemingly taken over by the Hunter Bucket Association.
And then our group shrank by three, as Allison, Edgar and Joyce parted ways and went back to their cars.
The group going through the bamboo grass forest, whose underground root system ensures that the plants are perennial.
It’s been a hot minute since I last visited these falls over 10 years ago and they were trickling as compared to today’s flow.
End of the line for us in the roughly 100′ deep cave. Opinions have been tossed out as to the nature of the cave, whether it’s man-made or natural. There is an irrigation pipe that runs the length of the cave and another albeit short tunnel that branches off from the main one towards the end. Both dead end into the rock.
Group photo from the cave between the twin waterfalls.
Where’s HFD when you need them?
The group retired to Chico’s house to change into dry clothes where we were joined by Anne-Marie, Herb & Shirley, Mari, Marilyn, Robin, Susan & Andrew, Tessa & Akira. We all ate a hearty meal from the potluck spread and celebrated Lilia’s Birthday. Happy Birthday and many more!
Recreating the group photo from last year, albeit with a couple stand-ins and missing people.
Let it rain dollars. Next stop, Club 939.
One for the road. Maybe a couple more.
Our waterfall exploration hike that was lead by the annoying church slut measured roughly 3.7 miles that bore witness to a “new” and old waterfall. Thanks to Chico and Lilia for hosting the Super Bowl/Birthday party at their house and everybody for the fun company on and off the trail.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OI_GN9ErxqE
Video by Edgar Gamiao of our waterfall day.
Photos/Crew taken by Aileen Agustin, Allison Banks, Edgar Gamiao, Ferlino Carinio, Joyce Uhlmer, Val Wang, 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.
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