Met up with Ferlino at Moanalua Valley where we saw a tour guide with his paid charges in the parking lot. Must be nice to have a couple hundred dollars burning holes in your pockets. I wish I had that problem, the only thing burning holes in my pockets of late are the trails. Photo by Dylan Cotton.
Ferlino crossing the second of seven storied bridges in the valley.
Dylan’s original hiking plans got aborted by a wedding party, so he joined our hiking party. Wait, does three make a party? Or is that three’s a crowd?
Trying to decipher the trail sign hieroglyphics. Not the stair trail? Are we not going to the stairs?
Making our way up the short and steep spur ridge. Photo by Dylan Cotton.
All we had left to do was sing kumbaya and take our group photo. At least one of the tasks were accomplished.
Getting some air time. Some were more successful than others.
Climbing our way towards the faux dirt triangle.
Ferlino making his way up the “easiest” of the three saddles.
Contouring up the Leeward and Windward sides, as we all got to the same place.
Making our way towards the real dirt triangle.
New rope. Same dope. Photo by Dylan Cotton.
Ferlino climbing up the last “sketchy” part of the saddle.
Following the path of the stream that feeds Moanalua Valley Falls.
There’s a guy who’s sure, all that matters are the views, and he’s hiking the stairway to heaven, when he gets there he knows, if the trails are all closed, with 250 bucks he can get what he came for, oh oh oh oh and he’s buying his way to stairway to heaven.
Looking for involuntary participants?
Group photo at the exceptionally clear summit left to right: Ferlino, myself and Dylan.
French toast with sprinkled berries on top for a late breakfast. Drone chasing a heavenly body. Hanging and planking. Just another day in Heaven.
Two way traffic on the muddy and rutted trail that leaves Heaven. I guess this must be purgatory.
Leaving Heaven with no regrets. Well, maybe one. Wish I had some of that French Toast for breakfast. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.
We had four hills to climb before dropping down to the saddle. Count ‘em. Four.
Is this thing still active? Ferlino already had his kids, so he’s good.
The skies were strikingly clear. It was a really, really good day to be on the saddles.
The start of our crumbly climb down.
This webbing is secured to what and how long has it been here?
Ferlino climbing down on the Leeward side.
Dylan cooling his jets.
Climbing down the easier side, just happens to be on the Windward side. Photo by Dylan Cotton.
Keeping our feet on the ground and our heads in the clouds. Or somewhat close to it. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.
The best seat on the saddle.
Are we not contouring this obstacle? You’re kidding right? Flashback from another hike.
Dylan making his way around the knob.
Ferlino going down to the power lines and our way out the valley.
Our short and long hike, depends on whose interpretation you asked, covered 7.4 or 9 miles depending on whose tracking device you asked. Thanks to Jasmin for picking us up and bearing chilled carbonated colas to wet our whistles. Great hike with new and old faces. Post hike meal at Cattle Company where the dessert was of sufficient size to split four ways.
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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