The birthday boy wanted a repeat of Kalihi Saddle for his hike. So we did it with a twist today.

Kalihi Valley

Thanks to Matt’s dad for dropping Akira, Amber, Matt, Roger, Tessa and myself where we possibly glimpsed a rare yellow striped macropod hopping through the valley.

Camp Centipede

Group photo where we stashed extra food and water for our return trip back down.

Kalihi Saddle

Scenic pisses. Not to be confused with golden showers.

Kalihi Saddle

Traversing on the narrow ridge line as we approached Witch’s Hat.

Witch’s Hat

Somebody was probably thinking “Didn’t we just do this two weeks ago?”

Witch’s Hat

Tessa climbing her way down against the backdrop of Windward Oahu.

Witch’s Hat

Scooting our way down the front side or back side. Depends on which way you’re going.

Kalihi Saddle

Climbing our way up on exposed rocks on the eroded ridgeline. Or was it the other way around?

Kalihi Saddle

Amber looking back at the scenic spot of Witch’s Hat.

Hump

Climbing over the hill to get to the destination. Wishing each other happy hump day, to acknowledge that the hike can be challenging.

Wave

Hiking with the flow.

Kalihi Saddle

Watching our steps as we made our way along the uneven, narrow and crumbly ridge line.

Kalihi Saddle

Roger scrambling up past the tabletop rockface.

Rock Triangle #1

Rope inspection. Nothing to see here. Move along.

Rock Triangle #1

Akira pulling himself up to safe ground.

Rock Triangle #2

Clouds started to roll in that was accompanied by passing sprinkles.

Hot Wheel Tracks

The group making their way over the shelf of rock and dirt seemingly hanging precariously off the cliff.

Rock Triangle #2

Matt flashing the obligatory shaka in the mountains. Many theories abound as to the origin of the state’s official gesture; ranging from a train guard, to a shark bite and to immigrants. But most all agree that the shaka means the aloha spirit.

Broken Wave

The mountains seemed to be steaming as we made our way up the eroded runway of a ridge line.

Dirty Slide

Contouring our way on the uneven and overgrown flank of the mountain. The hardest part of the hike.

Dirty Slide

Why pull, when you can claw your way up the eroded top? Exactly!

Kalihi Saddle

Staying on the cloud free side of the ridge line.

Kalihi Saddle

Roger making his way around the short stretch of exposed and eroded ridge line.

Kalihi Saddle

Falling rocks.

Kalihi Saddle

What goes up must come down. Truer words have never been spoken by Isaac Newton.

Kalihi Saddle

Getting back on the ridge line.

Broken Wave

Roger watching Amber make her way down the rain of rocks.

Kalihi Saddle

Matt descending down to the section where a fellow hiker had fallen over a year ago, after the webbing had snapped on him.

Kalihi Saddle

More falling rocks.

Kalihi Saddle

Play Misty for Me. And now here’s a pretty one for lonely hikers on a cool, cool day. Creative license taken.

Rock Triangle #2

Matt climbing his way down. Somebody put shiny webbing on this rockface that can be seen from miles away. Slight exaggeration.

Hot Wheel Tracks

Roger leaving the rock fall prone area for safer ground. Relatively speaking.

Hot Wheel Tracks

Happy Birthday Akira-san! Many more smoky returns.

Hot Wheel Tracks

Amber going down the eroded shelf of dirt barely passing itself off as a ridge line.

Rock Triangle #2

An aerial perspective as Matt launched his drone.

Kalihi Saddle

Look! Up in the sky! It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s a drone!

Rock Triangle #1

Looking for my next foothold as I made my way down.

Rock Triangle #1

Drone view of the group climbing down the rockface.

Kalihi Saddle

Amber going over the new dirt dragon.

Kalihi Saddle

Waiting for the rest of the group as we soaked in the views on the postage stamp sized seats.

Tabletop

Leaving as we didn’t have reservations.

Wave

Going against the flow.

Hump

Climbing down an obstacle is infinitely less preferable than going up. You got to do what you got to do.

Witch’s Hat

It was too early for Halloween.

Witch’s Hat

Amber looking back at the steep climb we had just descended.

Witch’s Hat

Watching the rest of the group making their way down along with some stray rocks that made their way down as well.

Kalihi Saddle

Hiking back to our starting point.

Camp Centipede

Lunch in the mountains. Beef and cheese sticks, musubi, ramen and spam and of course, steak and rice. All washed down with carbonated sodas and H20. Shall we continue?

Powerlines

Passing the powerlines as we pushed towards the direction of Lanihuli.

Shark Fin

Climbing and contouring our way around this particular rockface.

Kalihi Saddle

This side of the saddle is longer, but generally less steep and not as denuded as the other side. Just my opinion.

Kalihi Saddle

Making our way towards the peak of Lanihuli. Pipe dream.

Kalihi Saddle

Akira balancing on the thin ridge line. First rule of falling. Don’t fall. Second rule of falling. If you have to fall, fall on the Leeward side.

Bunny Ears

Standing on the magic mushroom rock. Natural high in the mountains.

Bunny Ears

The group climbing their way up the thin, weathered ribbon of rocks.

Bunny Ears

Making our way to the clump of pine trees on the peak of the first rockface.

Bunny Ears

Roger climbing up to another clump of pine trees on the second rockface.

Kalihi Saddle

I can see the Dirt Dragon! Look, but don’t touch.

Doorstop

Akira climbing his way down the eroded rockface. Hey, where is everybody else? The spirit was willing, but the flesh was weak. The rest of the group decided to call it a day. I had at least wanted to make it to the Dirt Dragon. But it was not in the cards. Well, the mountains will always be there.

Pimple

I climbed to the top and briefly stood up as the gusty winds buffeted me, so I lowered my center of gravity lest I become a pimple on the saddle myself.

Doorstop

Akira trying to fruitlessly secure the ropes against the strong winds that were fighting against his good intentions.

Doorstop

Making my way to the top.

Doorstop

It was time to turn around and go back home.

Doorstop

The group hiking to rejoin Tessa who had stayed on the last Bunny Ear due to leg cramps.

Bunny Ears

Scooting our way down the crumbly side of the rockface.

Bunny Ears

Tickling the Bunny Ears as we traversed between the two rockfaces.

Bunny Ears

The group climbing down the last Bunny Ear. Too late for Easter.

Kalihi Saddle

Hiking on the edge. Luckily, the islands have trade winds for the most part, which pushes us away from the sheer drops. Kona winds are not your friend in the mountains.

Kalihi Saddle

Drone view of the group climbing down from Shark Fin.

Powerlines

Making our way down to the col in the saddle.

Powerlines

Last group photo of the day.

Powerlines

The drone has landed. No severed or cut fingers.

All pau

Amber and Matt playing on a natural teeter-totter in the woods. Mahalo to Matt’s dad for picking us up and taking us back to our cars!

GPS Tracks

Our back and forth hike covered less than four miles of focused climbing and scrambling all day. While we did not complete the intended goals, it was a fun day for all and there is always a next time. Kudos to the group for agreeing to my plan and coming down safely in one piece.

Max’s of Waipahu

Akira has a new love in his life now. Just look at that smile. Any more wider and his face would split open. Move over Tessa.

Max’s of Waipahu

Thanks to Agnes, Aileen, Cat, Dale, Edgar, Mari, Marilyn, and Mona for coming out to celebrate Akira’s birthday with good company and fun times.

Photos taken by Akira Suzuki, Amber Fonte, Matt Vidaurri, Roger Schiffman, Tessa Bugay, 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.

We picked up where we had left off from last weekend. Staged our cars at Moanalua Valley and briefly talked to the police officers (popo) watching the valley 24/7 while somebody used the bathroom. The slang “popo” originated in Southern California when police officers on bicycles wore t-shirts with PO (police officer) printed on them. Riding in pairs, they would spell out po-po. Thanks to Cinja for giving us a ride before her hike. Amber was there just for the photo shoot.

Kalihi Saddle

Left the humid valley of yet to be seen wallabies and broke out on the exposed ridge cooled with abundant trade winds.

Kalihi Saddle

Skirting the narrow ridge bordered with bushes on one side and steep drops on the other side.

Witch’s Hat

Roger climbing up the back side.

Witch’s Hat

Tessa climbing up the conical shaped rockface.

Witch’s Hat

Looking ahead to the steep and unrelenting climb ahead of us.

Witch’s Hat

Akira downclimbing the front side of the hat.

Kalihi Saddle

Which rock is crumbly and which one is not? Playing Jenga in the mountains.

Kalihi Saddle

The rest of the group cresting over one of many high points on the ridge.

Kalihi Saddle

Keeping our center of gravity low as the winds pushed us around on the saddle.

Kalihi Saddle

Akira keeping his balance as he “rides” the wave on the ridge line.

Tabletop

Roger finding his own way.

Tabletop

Tessa climbing her way up the rockface.

Kalihi Saddle

Straddling the new dirt dragon. The other one is set to retire soon.

Rock Triangle

Climbing up on the exposed Windward side.

Rock Triangle

Roger providing photographic support.

Rock Triangle

Pulling myself up on the Leeward side of the rockface.

Rock Triangle

Roger climbing his way up.

Rock Triangle

Tessa’s turn to climb up the rockface.

Broken Wave

Akira coming up the uneven runway of loose and shifting dirt and rocks.

Dirty Slide

Everybody had to eat their Wheaties to make it up this one. It was probably the most physically exhausting in terms of upper body strength.

Dirty Slide

Akira standing on the crumbly edge. Not too far out, just far enough.

Kalihi Saddle

Roger scrambling over the bulging rock.

Kalihi Saddle

The group climbing up the thin strip of loose dirt that passed for a ridge line.

Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail (KSRT)

Soaking in the mountain views after our climb out of the saddle.

Bowman Summit

Group photo at the 2,740′ summit of Pu’u Kahuauli (Bowman).

Bowman Summit

Chef Suzuki cooking up his signature steak in the mountains. More butter and medium rare please.

Bowman Summit

Secondhand smoke. Psychoactive collateral damage?

KSRT

Traversing between summits, as we left Kahuauli (Bowman) and headed towards the summits of Kaho’omoe ‘ihikapulani (Tripler) and Pu’u Keahi a Kahoe (Stairway).

KSRT

Climbing up the hill as we left the defunct relay station behind us.

KSRT

Are we on Moanalua Middle Ridge? The ruts that serve as the paths of least resistance for water erosion and foot travel have taken its toll on the landscape.

Stairway to Heaven

This is where I asked AI to step in and construct what a hike past this point would look like given the current conditions surrounding this controversial and iconic symbol.

Stairway to Heaven

Roger had never stepped foot before on Haiku Stairs. Thanks to AI, he can now say he was on part of the 3,922 steps that make up the storied stairway.

Stairway to Heaven

AI showing us going down to the first platform behind the CCL building.

Stairway to Heaven

This is what one of the detached modules looks like according to AI.

Stairway to Heaven

AI rendering of our group on the last platform before the trail descends down into Moanalua Saddle.

Stairway to Heaven

I think there was a glitch in the AI as it showed me on the grassy slope instead of on the stairs. Still got some bugs to work out.

Stairway to Heaven

Roger can thank AI for showing him on both sides of the stairs.

Stairway to Heaven

This is what AI thinks Stairway to Heaven looks like. Close but no cigar.

Stairway to Heaven

AI will have to generate new deepfake photos when the stairs are finally relegated to the dustbin of history.

Stairway to Heaven

I asked for an AI rendering of heaven at the top. Nothing is perfect.

KSRT

Retracing our steps, as we hiked back to the summit of Bowman. Not going to lie, that was more exhausting than we had originally thought it was going to be.

Bowman Trail

We left the KSRT as we took the trail off the summit.

Bowman Trail

Passing through the extremely wet environment that dominated this particular patch in the mountains.

Bowman Trail

Finding our way as it was extremely overgrown at the top. Ribbons and faint paths helped us to get back on the trail.

Bowman Trail

Switch backing our way down the side of the mountain with ropes that have probably been there as long as the mountain itself. Slight exaggeration.

Bowman Trail

Can you see the face for the mountain?

Commando Shortcut

Going down the spur ridge pioneered by the hardy folks at HTMC.

Kalihi Valley

We followed the trail of bottles and sound of motor vehicles to find our way out of the tropical valley that borders northern Honolulu.

Likelike Highway

Broke out of the valley and took a rest on the highway that was first built in 1954 and fully open to the public in 1968.

Likelike Highway

Thanks to Agnes for picking us up on the side of the highway with drinks and snacks.

All pau

“You guys wasn’t the one that posted the picture?” “This morning?” “You guys went post a pic of the popo and stuff like that? Thats you guys eh?” “I get the picture right here.” It’s always nice to be recognized in public. Post hike meal at Alley Restaurant where the food order did not match the food delivery.

Photos taken by Agnes Bryant, Akira Suzuki, Roger Schiffman, Tessa Bugay, and yours truly. Not necessarily in order. Congrats to Roger for making his first saddle look like a piece of cake and the rest of the group for the always fun company.

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.

Picked up from the last time when I tweaked my ankle and knee. Thanks to Ferlino for dropping Lilyn, Tessa, and myself off on the side of the highway as we started off unusually late for our hike.

Powerlines Trail

Going up the steps that time forgot, apparently the landscape service as well.

Powerlines Trail

We pushed up the wrecked trail to start hiking the saddle.

Camp Centipede

Tessa contouring around the knob.

Kalihi Saddle

Stepping foot on the saddle that was marked by a thin and crumbly ridgeline.

Witch’s Hat

This webbing looks familiar.

Witch’s Hat

Tessa climbing to the top of the conical shaped rockface.

Witch’s Hat

We were just missing a cauldron, black cats and broomsticks.

Witch’s Hat

Somebody forgot their broomstick so they had to climb down.

Kalihi Saddle

Resuming our hike as we slowly gained elevation with each crumbly rock that we either climbed or dislodged.

Scenic Spot

No time for vertigo.

Hump

Up and over another crumbly rockface.

Kalihi Saddle

Somebody was muttering that they are going to retire this hike. Promises. Promises.

Tabletop

Looking for handholds and reservations.

Tabletop

The rest of the group climbing their way up.

Kalihi Saddle

Keep your hands and feet inside the ride at all times.

Rock Triangle

Lilyn climbing up the Windward side of the rockface.

Rock Triangle

Taking a picture of the person taking a picture. Redundancy at its finest.

Kalihi Saddle

Hiking on the edge.

Hot Wheels Track

Pausing at the area that was completely denuded of any vegetation.

Rock Triangle

Going up the second triangular rockface.

Rock Triangle

Not as hard as it looks.

Deja vu

I delayed telling inquiring minds where the spot was that another hiker had fallen 100′ down on the Leeward side a couple months ago.

Broken Wave

Tessa climbing up to the spot I named after her. Inside joke.

Dirty Slide

Pulling ourselves back up to the ridgeline.

Dirty Slide

It was all upper body strength on this one. Who needs the gym?

Slippery Slope

Tread lightly.

Kalihi Saddle

Lilyn coming up the grassy slope with the panoramic views of the Windward coastline behind her.

Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail (KSRT)

Climbing towards our first peak.

Bowman Summit

360 degree group photo at the 2,740′ summit of Pu’u Kahuauli.

KSRT

Traversing between summits.

Tripler Summit

Clear views from the 2,760′ grassy knob.

KSRT

Somebody wished they had balls where they could stand up and swing them.

Pu’u Keahi a Kahoe

Passing the flat 2,820′ summit where we followed the rutted trail to the top of Haiku Stairs.

CCL Building

Just missing her wings.

CCL Building

Where is everybody? It was deserted. Not a soul in sight.

CCL Building

Except these spooky spirits caught on camera.

CCL Building

Don’t we know this guy?

Stairway to Heaven

Time was not on our side so as not be a burden on the taxpayers of the City & County of Honolulu, we were forced to go down the safest trail on the island. What other trail has stairs and rails from top to bottom? Exactly.

Stairway to Heaven

Sunburst over Moanalua Saddle. Photo by Dale Yoshizu.

Stairway to Heaven

Tessa relaxing and pondering what it would be like to hike down the adjacent ridge from us. Only one way to find out.

All pau

Looking back at the old and new stairs. Thanks to Allison for letting us exit through her backyard. Fun Halloween hike with good company. Post hike meal at Kizuna. Domo arigato gozaimasu. Ni shuo shenme?

Photos taken by Lilyn Avendano, Tessa Bugay, 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.

Met up with familiar and not so familiar faces to hike what would later be known as the Ko’olau Summit Trail according to the fourth estate. Not far off from the mark.

Kalihi Valley

We got dropped off on the side of the highway where we started our hike in the valley of introduced macropods and outdoor mechanics.

Powerlines Trail

Got to the top of the saddle to find out that Amber, Justin and his friend Jackson had arrived earlier to catch the sunrise.

Kalihi Saddle

Climbing up the first ropes of the day.

Kalihi Saddle

Somebody pointing to their three favorite peaks and photobombing at the same time. Multi-tasking at its finest.

Camp Centipede

Passing through the land of predatory arthropods.

Kalihi Saddle

The early birds coming down from their lofty perch to join us on the trail.

Witch’s Hat

Climbing up the backside.

Witch’s Hat

Looking down at the congo line making its way up.

Witch’s Hat

Chico going down against the backdrop of the imposing and steep saddle.

Witch’s Hat

Somebody was waiting for a holiday to fly off the conical shaped rockface.

Hump Rock

It was only Sunday. It’s going to be a long week.

Kalihi Saddle

Thomas walking across the skinny ridge line.

Tabletop

Does your group have reservations? Party of nine.

Tabletop

Can’t beat the view from the saddle.

Rock Triangle #1

Chico climbing up the Windward side.

Rock Triangle #1

Jen topping out as the others waited their turn.

Kalihi Saddle

The group traversing over the crumbly and eroded ridge line.

Hot Wheels Track

Everybody in the holding pattern, waiting to climb up the next obstacle.

Rock Triangle #2

Negative Ghost Rider, the pattern is full. Drone fly by.

Rock Triangle #2

Gecko eye view of the group climbing up.

Crumbly Contour

Watch your webbing on the way up.

Kalihi Valley

We soon heard the sounds nobody wants to hear in the mountains, “Somebody fell.” We climbed back down to make a better assessment of the situation and found out that that Jackson needed to be extracted for medical attention. The call was made to 911 and the response was swiftly forthcoming.

Kalihi Valley

The harness being lowered by Air Rescue after Jackson received on site medical attention by the first responder.

Windward

Jackson being extracted to the landing zone in Kaneohe. What lead to his fall is all a matter of conjecture, as only he can answer that question. What we do know for sure; is that accidents happen, the group reacted and responded well to the events that unfolded and a big thanks to HFD for their urgent help in this matter. Best wishes for his speedy recovery.

Broken Wave

Nothing to see here, except a rain of rocks, move along.

Dirty Slide

It was all about upper body strength on this section. For many, this was the hardest part of the trail.

Kalihi Saddle

Thomas using his wide wingspan to grab the next rock. According to one study, the average adult man has an arm span 2.1 inches longer than his height. That would give Thomas a whopping 6’5″ wingspan, still not good enough for the NBA.

Kalihi Saddle

The group scrambling out of the saddle.

Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail (KSRT)

Amber practicing her survival skills. Uki grass is your best friend in the mountains.

KSRT

Hiking our way to the first summit of the day.

Bowman Summit

Somebody was out of the Navy.

Bowman Summit

Group photo at the 2,740′ summit.

KSRT

Traversing between summits.

Tripler Summit

Group photo with Trump and his MAGA supporters at the summit of Kaho’omoe’ihikapulani.

Tripler Summit

Justin launching his drone from the 2,760′ summit.

Kalihi Saddle

As the drone flies. Straight to the summit of Lanihuli.

Kalihi Saddle

Return trip.

Tripler Summit

Close, but no cigar. The saying originated from early carnival days when cigars were the prizes.

KSRT

Making our way to the second set of powerline towers.

KSRT

Chico keeping his feet grounded.

KSRT

The group making their way to the summit of Pu’u Keahi’a’kahoe.

KSRT

Rose in the rutted trail that is almost a continuation from Moanalua Middle Ridge as we made our way to the Communications Control Link (CCL) building that was built back in 1942.

CCL Building

We asked a Marine to take our group photo and not to cut off the radar dishes at the top. I got this. Semper Fi.

Stairway to Heaven

The plan to continue our saddle hike was aborted in favor of getting off the mountain quickly as we didn’t want to be the source of repeat business.

Stairway to Heaven

Somebody finally noticed Profile Rock on our way down. Better late than never.

Stairway to Heaven

Going down the last of the 3,922 steps, give or take, that makes up the infamous “attractive nuisance.” The fate of these stairs, which literally draws thousands of people from the four corners of the world, is up in the air as the political winds keep shifting the goal post.

Stairway to Heaven

The group stepping off the stairs and into Haiku Valley.

All pau

Mahalo to Jasper, Allison and Quinn for showing us the way out, while the rest of the group went to church. Thanks to Lilia for picking us up.

GPS Tracks

Fun hike that covered a little over four miles and was tempered with a dose of reality with new and old friends. Post hike meal at Pho My Vi, where the burning question was how big are your carrots?

Photos taken by Aileen Agustin, Amber Fonte, Chico Cantu, Jen Odence, Justin Nambounmy, Rose Mathis, Thomas Barrett 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.

Neither clouds nor rain nor wind nor gloom of day will stay these hikers from their slow and steady completion of their appointed saddle. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Trailhead

Thanks to CJ’s brother for dropping Aida, Chris, CJ, Justin, Lilyn, Tessa and myself off at the highway. Photo by CJ Mendiola.

Powerlines

Rain showers swept the ridge line as we made our way up. Photo by Aida Gordon.

Camp Centipede

Playing the waiting game. It should pass. Right? Group photo by CJ Mendiola, left to right: myself, Tessa, Lilyn, Chris, CJ, Aida and Justin.

Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail (KSRT)

Watching our footing as the rain finally left us. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Kalihi Saddle

Social distancing as we approached the witching hour. Comment credit Lilyn Avendano. Photo by Aida Gordon.

Witch’s Hat

Climbing up the backside of the conical shaped rock. Photo by CJ Mendiola.

Witch’s Hat

Going down the front side. Photo by Aida Gordon.

Witch’s Hat

Watching everybody else make their way down.

Kalihi Saddle

Scrambling up the narrow ridge line. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Split Rock

Justin sitting on his perch with a commanding birds eye view of the ridge line. Just don’t stand up. Like somebody.

Split Rock

Everybody getting their photo on the scenic spot while the rock lasts. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Tabletop Rock

Left or right? Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Kalihi Saddle

Take my picture. Please! Photo by Justin Suga.

Kalihi Saddle

Aida climbing her way around the eroded section. Photo by CJ Mendiola.

Kalihi Saddle

Lilyn skipping on the saddle without a care in the world.

Rock Triangle #1

Justin scrambling up the Windward side of the rock face. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Rock Triangle #1

Smile for the camera. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Kalihi Saddle

Climbing up towards the next obstacle. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Kalihi Saddle

Chris and Tessa bringing up the rear. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Hot Wheels Track

The group hanging out as they discussed their deep thoughts and thought provoking matters at hand.

Rock Triangle #2

Watch out for falling rocks. Not to mention the wet ropes and wet rocks. Photo by Justin Suga.

Rock Triangle #2

Chris climbing his way up. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Rock Triangle #2

Is it really that vertical or is it just the camera angle? Enquiring minds want to know. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Rock Triangle #2

Lilyn making her way up. Photo by Aida Gordon.

Broken Wave

Seeking shelter as showers of dirt and rocks were kicked loose by the ones going up. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Broken Wave

Weep crocodile tears for the wave that is gone, for it shall never return to its native land. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Kalihi Saddle

Looking ahead as some of the group had dropped off the ridge line to contour on the grassy Leeward side.

Kalihi Saddle

Somebody apparently wanted to climb instead of contour but was talked out of it.

Dirty Slide

Justin pulling himself up the shifting slope. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Dirty Slide

Lilyn coming up after her minor tumble back down while trying to recover CJ’s spike. Photo by CJ Mendiola.

Dirty Slide

You put your right foot there. You take your right foot out. You put your right foot there. And you pull yourself up. You do the hokey pokey. And you fall back down. That’s what it’s all about.

Dirty Slide

I updated my motivational playbook with a simulated golden shower to motivate somebody up a steep and slippery slope. Tony Robbins I am not. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Dirty Slide

Chris had his own form of motivation. It was more verbal than physical. Earplugs optional.

Dirty Slide

The elevator service was working overtime today. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

KSRT

Shaken but not stirred. Lilyn force fed Aida at finger point and kept her mind on the trail. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

KSRT

CJ scrambling up the ridge line and out of the saddle.

Bowman Summit

Clear views to be had at the summit by all. Sushi and pho what was for lunch. Chris took his leave of us as he had to go home and cook for his sister’s birthday.

KSRT

The group traversing towards the last summit of the day.

Tripler Summit

Girls just want to have fun. Boys had to be talked into it.

Tripler Ridge

Going down the long ridge as we saw Chris passing others on his way down the neighboring Moanalua Middle Ridge. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Tripler Ridge

The rest of us coming down the trail that HECO marked. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

End of the Road

Marker 12 or bust? We had to recall some of our group to keep the ridge abbreviated. Photo by Justin Suga.

End of the Road Trail

Descending down the mossy and strawberry guava tree lined trail. Photo by Justin Suga.

End of the Road Trail

Some of us had so much mud on our shoes, that worms were right at home.

End of the Road Trail

Which tree? The big tree? Which tree?

Moanalua Valley

Following the pink ribbon that lead us through the overgrowth on the valley floor. Photo by Justin Suga.

Kulana’ahane Junction

We left the overgrown trail for … Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Kamananui Valley Trail

… muddy trails. I don’t know which one is worse. Photo by Aida Gordon.

All pau

Exiting the trail at the Moanalua Valley Park where CJ’s son and daughter picked us up. Photo by Justin Suga.

GPS Tracks

Our protracted saddle hike covered a little over seven miles with new and old friends. Post hike meal at Alley Restaurant where we enjoyed the outdoor parking lot dining atmosphere.

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.

I had wanted to do this particular route for awhile, but always had to abort due to weather, lack of time or lack of will. I was determined to finish it this time around. Thanks to Jasmin for dropping Art, Ferlino, Lilyn and myself off. Photo by Barry Lau.

Pali Puka

We ran into two other hikers who had come up earlier to enjoy the sunrise. Photo by Art Young.

Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail (KSRT)

Lilyn climbing over one of the numerous blow downs that littered the side of the ridge as we made our way up.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Our short cardio climb was soon rewarded with relatively clear views of the saddle and the coastline. Photo by Art Young.

Sunrise

The breaking sun washing over the ridge line.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Art trying to keep his balance. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Incisor Rock

You guys can either climb or contour. Choose wisely. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Incisor Rock

Art making his choice. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Nuuanu Saddle

There were many gnarled and twisted trees blockading the trail. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Nuuanu Saddle

Lilyn against the scenic Windward background.

W

I think the alphabet letters are out of sequence. Photo by Art Young.

Donkey Kong

The group threading their way through the triple diked formation.

W

Lilyn watching Ferlino climb down the 23rd letter of the alphabet.

Anvil

Trying to get the Captain Morgan pose down. Not quite there yet. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Anvil

Art dropping down the near vertical rock face. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Nuuanu Saddle

Lilyn contouring her way back to the ridge line.

Nuuanu Saddle

Climbing up the heavily eroded section that has seen better days. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Lanihuli Summit

No views at the swirling heavens summit, so we all sat down for our group photo by Ferlino Carinio.

KSRT

Coming down from the 2,700′ top.

Kalihi Saddle

Following the ridge line as it curved away from the ocean. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Kalihi Saddle

What happens when one leg stops and the other keeps on going. Pop. Not a good sound you want to hear while hiking.

Dirt Dragon

The new social hiking.

Kalihi Saddle

Using my kung fu death grip as I climbed down a crumbly section. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Lanihuli Wall

The group getting off the ridge line as forward progress was halted by severe erosion.

Lanihuli Wall

Going down the near vertical flank. One has to see it from a distance to appreciate the vastness and steepness. Photo by Art Young

Lanihuli Wall

Lilyn coming down from the longer and first tier of the wall.

Lanihuli Wall

Ferlino against the dramatic backdrop of the saddle and coastline. Photo by Art Young.

Lanihuli Wall

Going down the second and shorter tier of the wall. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Lanihuli Wall

Lilyn contouring back to the ridge.

Kalihi Saddle

Group photo left to right: Hawaiian Flag, Ferlino, Art, Lilyn and myself.

Can Opener

Taking our leave of the bulging rock behind us as we climbed down the crumbly base.

Pimple

Lilyn climbing up without popping the pimple. Photo by Art Young.

Pimple

Contouring around the crumbly rock formation.

Doorstop

Lilyn approaching the biggest climb on this side of the saddle. Photo by Art Young

Doorstop

The group coming down the backside of the wedge shaped rockface.

Bunny Ears

Art still trying to maintain his balance. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Bunny Ears

Ferlino watching his footing as he climbs down. Photo by Art Young

Bunny Ears

Lilyn going up the sharp and angular hill. Photo by Art Young.

Shark’s Fin

Art and Ferlino coming down the dorsal shaped rockface. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Kalihi Saddle

Stuck between a rock and a hard tree. Photo by Art Young.

Kalihi Saddle

The group making their way down the last steep rock climb this side of the saddle.

Powerlines

We unfortunately lost Lilyn who decided not to press her luck and bailed down the powerlines trail. Photo by Lilyn Avendano.

Camp Centipede

Group photo with the reconstituted crew left to right: myself, Analyn, Barry, Tessa, Art and Ferlino.

Kalihi Valley

Art practicing leave no trace behind.

Knob

It was time to resume our hiking, in staggered spurts it would seem.

Kalihi Saddle

Making our way towards the backside of the conical shaped rockface. Photo by Barry Lau.

Witch’s Hat

The group climbing up at staggered intervals to minimize falling rock exposure.

Witch’s Hat

Ready to come down, with or without a broomstick.

Kalihi Saddle

Is it hump day yet? It is on the saddles. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Kalihi Saddle

Art and Ferlino making their way across a particularly eroded section. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Kalihi Saddle

Analyn climbing in the mountains despite just getting off from working night shift. Beast or crazy mode.

Rock Triangle

Art climbing up from the Windward side. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Kalihi Saddle

Making our way on the Hot Wheels Track as we approached another climb. Photo by Art Young.

Rock Triangle

Barry climbing up from the Leeward side.

Kalihi Saddle

The broken wave is no more.

Dirty Slide

Tessa scrambling up the grassy flank of the ridge. Photo by Art Young.

Dirty Slide

Barry pulling himself up the slippery slope. Some would claim this was the hardest part of the saddle.

Kalihi Saddle

Contouring our way around the crumbly rocks. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Kalihi Saddle

Climbing up the sliver of a ridge that widened as we approached the summit.

Bowman Summit

Are you tired? Funny guy.

Bowman Summit

Practicing our social distancing. Still need to work on it.

KSRT

Hiking over a couple more hills to the next summit.

Tripler Summit

The painted rock was still sitting pretty on the markers.

KSRT

Leaving the 2,760′ summit using the HECO installed safety ropes as we made our way down the rutted trail.

Radar Station

Approaching the now defunct radar station. Photo by Barry Lau.

Pu’u Keahi a Kahoe

Are you tired? Still trying to be funny.

CCL Building

Barry approaching the cloud soaked graffitied WW2 structure.

CCL Building

Panoramic view inside the building.

CCL Building

Who was talking sh*t? Not us! Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Stairway to Heaven

Group photo on the stairs. The original plan to descend down the ridge was scuttled by somebody’s injury so we had to take the shortest route down.

Stairway to Heaven

Making our way down the 3,922 steps, give or take a few. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Stairway to Heaven

Leaving heaven. Photo by Art Young.

Stairway to Heaven

Approaching the roof-less hoist house. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Stairway to Heaven

Is anybody counting? Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Stairway to Heaven

Climbing the stairs down to the last landing. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

Stairway to Heaven

Analyn coming down the final steep section of the stairs. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

All pau

Walking our way out. Photo by Tessa Bugay.

GPS Tracks

The 6.1 mile path to heaven was paved with crumbly ridges, cloudy and heavenly views and great company. Mahalo to Jasmin for picking us up and thanks to Analyn for making the delicious oxtail soup that we had for our post hike meal. Oxtail soup to go please.

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.

It was time to break in another saddle cherry. At this rate, I should go into the edible business.

Wilson substation

Thanks to Quan for dropping Analyn, Kip and myself off on the side of Likelike Highway where we walked up the mosquito infested service road to start our hike.

Powerlines Trail

Working our way up to the powerline poles that supply electricity to the Windward side.

Powerlines Trail

It was quite breezy once we hit the exposed ridge, so somebody had to put on additional layers to stay insulated.

Kalihi Saddle

Working our way up the ridge. So far, easy peasy. Photo by Kip Mizushima.

Kalihi Saddle

Panoramic views of the Windward side that can’t be beat.

Kalihi Saddle

Just missing the spiced rum. Photo by Kip Mizushima.

Witch’s Hat

Climbing up the backside, which is considerably shorter than the front side. Photo by Kip Mizushima.

Witch’s Hat

Kip making his way down the front side of the pointed rock.

Witch’s Hat

Analyn posing at one of the most photographed spots on this side of the saddle. Photo by Kip Mizushima.

Hump Day

It’s only Sunday. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Kalihi Saddle

Looking forward to our uphill climb. Photo by Kip Mizushima.

Kalihi Saddle

Photographing the photographer on the skinnier section of the skinny ridge.

Tabletop Rock

Bypassing the webbing and climbing up directly. Photo by Kip Mizushima.

Tabletop Rock

Analyn making her way up. Photo by Kip Mizushima.

Kalihi Saddle

Watching our step as we climbed our way up, as every foothold and handhold are suspect due to the crumbly nature of the saddle.

Rock Triangle #1

Climbing up the Windward side. Photo by Kip Mizushima.

Rock Triangle #1

Kip pulling himself to the top.

Hot Wheels Track

Passing over the eroded section that overhangs the ridge.

Rock Triangle #2

Working myself up the Leeward side. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Rock Triangle #2

Analyn looking for her next handhold as she makes her way up. Photo by Kip Mizushima

Broken Wave

The ground going up was extremely slippery underfoot due to the loose rocks. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Kalihi Saddle

We soon left the ridge line to contour on the Leeward side which gave us temporary refuge from the winds that were blowing up to 40mph. Quite a dramatic departure from two weeks ago when the winds didn’t even tickle us. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Dirty Slide

Looking for the webbing in the suffocating and overgrown dry grass. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Dirty Slide

Analyn pulling herself up with webbing that I thought gets longer when you pull on it, but this one was shorter than previous trips.

Dirty Slide

Vidi sedere venero. Not as catchy sounding as veni vidi vici. Photo by Kip Mizushima.

Kalihi Saddle

Crossing the section where the trail is eroded and slanted down towards the valley.

Kalihi Saddle

Making our way up the serpentine ridge to Pu’u Kahuauli.

Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail (KSRT)

I always appreciate the views when the clouds are just hanging over the mountains and how it keeps them at bay on one side.

KSRT

Hello from the other side.

Bowman Summit

Group photo at the 2,740′ peak, left to right: myself, Analyn and Kip.

KSRT

Leaving the summit as we hiked the multiple short ups and downs.

Tripler Summit

Analyn and Kip at the 2,760′ grassy clearing.

Hot Seat

Is this thing still active? Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Pu’u Keahi a Kahoe

Analyn and Kip leaving the 2,820′ benchmark to begin the slippery and muddy slope to heaven.

CCL Building

Making our way to the only sheltered building on the ridge.

KSRT

Kip with the backdrop of Kalihi Saddle. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Stairway to Heaven

This is what Heaven looks like from 2,480′.

Stairway to Heaven

Did I mention the wind was blowing hard? Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Stairway to Heaven

We had planned to go down Moanalua Middle Ridge; however Analyn’s knees were bothering her, so we decided to go down the most direct route, which happened to be the stairs. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Stairway to Heaven

Going down all 3,922 steps, give or take.

Stairway to Heaven

But first there was a photo shoot going on almost every single step of the stairs. Slight exaggeration. Photos by Analyn Baliscao.

Stairway to Heaven

The landslide that time forgot and the colorful character that nobody can forget.

Stairway to Heaven

Making our way down on the vertical section of the stairs. Photo by Analyn Baliscao.

Haiku Ladder

I can’t believe that some of the original wooden ladders that were staked into the cliff side in 1942, are still lying around at the bottom. Photo by Kip Mizushima.

All pau

Our saddle to heaven hike had gusty winds, heavenly views and a rainbow at the end. Sweet little hike with great friends. A big mahalo to Laredo for meeting and dropping us off at our truck. Post hike meal at Pho My Vi where hot soup does a body good.

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.

Our goal today was the Swirling Heavens of Lanihuli, but we had to settle for the crackling power lines instead. Photo by Yoly Bedford.

Commando Trail

Mahalo to Jasmin for dropping Bill, Chris, Ferlino, Yoly and myself off on the side of the highway where we then plunged into the forest flatlands.

Commando Trail

We got turned around a bit in the canopied forest as the ribbons soon vanished and then we found these carved tree markings which helped us to get back on track.

Commando Trail

Once we got to the “wallaby” rocks, we were within sweating distance of the spur ridge.

Commando Trail

Thrashing our way up the uluhe infested ridge line.

Commando Trail

Passing underneath a tree bent by the hand of mother nature or man. Photo by Chris Bautista

Bowman Trail

Approaching the “face” of Bowman.

Bowman Trail

Making our way up the steep switch backs. Photo by Chris Bautista

Bowman Trail

Catching the ridge, valley and ocean views as far as the eye can see.

Bowman Bog

Approaching the wetland that sits on top of Pu’u Kahuauli.

Bowman Bog

One of several spiderwebs scattered throughout the trees, that seemed to be collecting more dew drops than insects. Photo by Chris Bautista

Bowman Bog

If you’re not careful as well, the sucking mud plucks shoes from unsuspecting hikers feet.

Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail (KSRT)

Cresting the top of the ridge line as we began our descent down into the saddle.

KSRT

Collecting our group together before we headed down the crumbly and narrow ridge line. Photo by Ferlino Carinio.

Kalihi Saddle

Bill getting his first taste of the saddle life.

Dirty Slide

Ferlino going down a rope that has been secured to a dead tree for who knows how long. The power of faith. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Kalihi Saddle

Contouring our way back to the ridge line as Bill checked his fitbit to see if he made his daily step count.

Broken Wave

You do know I have 50 pounds over you?

Rock Triangle

Yoly climbing down the Leeward side of the first rock triangle.

Kalihi Saddle

Impromptu group photo on the saddle. Photo by Chris Bautista

Kalihi Saddle

Making our way over a denuded section of the ridge line.

Rock Triangle

Bill climbing down the Windward side of the second rock triangle.

Kalihi Saddle

Ferlino and Yoly going over one of several humps on the ridge line during our descent. Photo by Chris Bautista

Tabletop

Are we having fun yet? Can we go home already?

Kalihi Saddle

Look ma! No hands. Photo by Chris Bautista

Kalihi Saddle

Looking back at our steep descent from the top of Bowman.

Paraglider photobomber

Random trail observation. Does the para glider and hiker wish to trade places at this particular moment in time?

Kalihi Saddle

Scrambling our way down to the dip before the last main obstacle on the ridge line.

Kalihi Saddle

Back for the views. Photo by Bill Yogi

Witch’s Hat

We are contouring that, right? There is no contour. Flashbacks from another hike where somebody kept asking me that.

Witch’s Hat

Climbing up the front side. Not as bad as it looks.

Mavic 2

Bill didn’t just carry 32 ounces on his back for nothing. Some thing was flying off the mountain.

Witch’s Hat

Drone photo by Bill Yogi, left to right: Chris, Bill, Yoly, myself and Ferlino.

Witch’s Hat

Climbing down the backside of Witch’s Hat, which was named by legendary hiker Pete Cline.

Kalihi Saddle

Leaving all the hard parts behind us.

Powerlines Trail

Attempted to check out the HECO power lines and then thought better of it. Photo by Yoly Bedford.

All pau

Our taste of the saddle hike ended up prematurely cut, but everybody had fun. I think everybody had fun. Thanks to Jasmin for picking us up again. Post hike meal at Chao Phya Thai. Family style. Photo by Yoly Bedford.

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.

Some Ohio Professor thought I was joking about taking him to the saddles for his special day. Happy Birthday!

Trailhead

I picked up Andy from Kalama Valley and we drove to Moanalua Valley, where Analyn was kind enough to take us to the trailhead off Likelike Highway.

Powerlines

Our first views of the day. Hope it won’t be the last. Photo by Andrew Keller.

Ko’olau Summit Ridge Trail (KSRT)

Hanging onto the plants as we made our way along the ridge.

Witchs Hat

Scrambling up the backside of the conical shaped rock, depending on your point of view.

Witchs Hat

Climbing down the frontside or wait, is this the backside? Depends on your direction of travel. Photo by Andrew Keller.

Witchs Hat

The best seat on the saddle.

Rock Triangle #1

Climbing up on the Windward side. The best side. On this side. Photo by Andrew Keller.

Rock Triangle #1

Andy making his way up with Olomana in the background.

Rock Triangle #2

Climbing up on the Leeward side. Photo by Andrew Keller.

Broken Wave

Pretending to be a billy goat helps when going up a crumbly ridge.

Kalihi Saddle

Dropping off the ridge and contouring on the Leeward side.

Dirty Slide

Going up the soft, shifting dirt makes one fight for every inch gained.

Power problems

There are more pressing problems than trying to safely traverse a crumbly ridge, like changing a dead GoPro battery.

Kalihi Saddle

Andy making his way up the windswept ridge.

KSRT

Swimming through the overgrowth.

Bowman Summit

Halfway done at the partially socked in summit of Kahuauli.

KSRT

Traversing the cloud soaked ridge line.

Tripler Summit

Missing out on the Windward views.

KSRT

Heaven must have sneezed as the clouds blew away to reveal the ridge and all the man made structures in all her glory.

KSRT

Looking back at the Windward views that we had missed earlier.

KSRT

In exchange for receiving zero assistance in locating Diamond Head, we pointed a California visitor from Pu’u Keahi a Kahoe to the terminus of Stairway to Heaven. Still looking for the hardest hike on the island.

CCL Building

Picture with a photobomber.

Stairway to Heaven

You guys can go that way …

Moanalua Saddle

… and we’ll go this way.

Moanalua Saddle

Making our way down against the backdrop of Halawa Valley.

Moanalua Saddle

Leaving Heaven behind us. Photo by Andrew Keller.

Moanalua Middle Ridge

Watching other hikers take the longer and slightly less eroded ridge back down.

Moanalua Saddle

Scooting our way down as the ridge took on a decidedly eroded character.

Moanalua Saddle

Andy trying to get his footing on the ever crumbling rocks.

Moanalua Saddle

Making our way over windswept trees, crumbly rocks and scenic views. Photo by Andrew Keller.

Dirt Triangle

Leg eye view of myself making my way down the most famous obstacle on this saddle. Photo by Andrew Keller.

Moanalua Valley

Andy contouring his way around with the valley in the background that was originally the planned home for the H-3 Highway.

Moanalua Saddle

Leaving behind the polygon of rocks and dirt behind us.

Moanalua Saddle

Backing our way down the Windward contour. Photo by Andrew Keller.

Kulana’ahane Summit

Andy was disappointed that the saddles hadn’t been more “challenging”, so we had to do it on one leg with our hands tied behind our back. The one eye shut is open to speculation as we were both wearing sunglasses.

Kulana’ahane Summit

Are we having second thoughts about pushing towards Red Hill? Perhaps not.

Dry chute

The ridge wasn’t crying us a river, let alone a waterfall.

Kulana’ahane Trail

Making our way underneath the tangled thicket of hau branches.

All pau

The end of the road that still hasn’t grown on me and probably never will. Our 7.55 mile hike was a good saddle introduction that was blessed with overall good weather. Post hike meal at Outback Steakhouse, where the meals were a little rich for somebody’s liking.

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.

I decided to give the KST thru hike another try; if I knew what the outcome was going to be, I would have stayed home in bed. Joining me were Chris and Matt; Anne and Clayton came along just for the first day.

Trailhead

Thanks to Daryl for dropping us off at the Makapu’u Lookout. Photo by Daryl Cacatian.

Trail

Making our way up the dry grassy rocky landscape. Photo by Daryl Cacatian.

Manana Island

Looking out towards the seabird sanctuary.

Trail

We soon caught up with another pair of hikers who let us pass them.

Pu’u Mai

Staring straight into the fringed female parts.

Sea Life Park

The sun shimmering across the blue-green water. It almost made up for missing the sunrise.

KSRT

Small kine climbing time. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Makapu’u Puka

Group photo left to right: Clayton, myself, Anne, Matt and Chris.

Makapu’u Puka

Hello from the other side. Drone photo by Matt Vidaurri.

KSRT

Time to pack away the drone and continue hiking on the rocky ridge line.

Makapu’u Cave

Chris chilling in the cave.

KSRT

Climbing our way up on the makai side of the cliffs. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Waimanalo

When you notice the geodetic marker for the first time, despite hiking over this area too many times too count.

To tee or not to tee

Not only hang gliders fly from here, but rocks as well.

Boost

Leaving behind the fenced communication tower.

KSRT

Dropping down into the saddle.

KSRT

Looking for some shady trees.

Kamiloiki Summit

It was an awesome day at the summit, no camping needed. Drone photo by Matt Vidaurri.

KSRT

Walking on the pine needle matted ridge line.

KSRT

Leaving our canopy cover for a stretch of exposed ridge line. Luckily the clouds were providing cover from the sweltering sun.

Caveman proving grounds

No unnecessary climbing today.

KSRT

Brushing our way through shoulder high buffalo grass. Scratch and itch.

Tom-Tom

Watching an isolated rain cloud sweep the Waimanalo coast.

Dorito’s Tower

Clayton and Matt checking out the rock tower reportedly first climbed by a hiker named Rito.

KSRT

Back in the forested ridge line.

Mariner’s Summit

It worked for me as a kid, how come it doesn’t work now? I want my money back. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Mariner’s Summit

Climbing down from the 1,361′ summit of Kaluanui. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Hahaione Pyramid

Contouring our way behind the roughly triangular shaped rock, depending on your point of perspective.

Scenic point

Talk story time.

Hahaione Junction

Club head + hiking stick = Golf club.

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Matt looking back at the stretch of mountains that we had just covered.

Kuli’ou’ou Summit

We parted company with Anne, Clayton and Matt at the 2,360′ summit due to cramping and work calling.

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Chris climbing up the severely eroded section after leaving the bustling summit.

Bear Claw Ridge

No time to go left or right, just straight ahead. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Scenic spot

Chris against the backdrop of the fluted flanks of the Ko’olau Mountains.

Pu’u O Kona Summit

Leaving the 2,200′ summit for cloudy views.

Hawaii Loa Summit

Nobody else here at the 2,520′ summit.

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Back on the cloudy ridge line.

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What happened to the partly sunny day forecasted by Guy Hagi? Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me. I think it’s been more than twice.

Camp Wiliwilinui

We arrived at the 2,480′ summit to find that another couple had beaten us to call it home for the night. Luckily we were able to squeeze our two tents in with theirs. Thought we were in for a night of socializing, but they zippered up their tent as I guess our odor was particularly offensive. It could have been our manners.

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Day 2 – Rolled up our tents as our neighbors were still sleeping and we continued hiking in the clouds.

Ka’inawa’au Nui Summit

I guess we are in for another day of whiteout views.

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Dropping down the big hill to valley views of milkiness.

Ka’au Crater

Rocket ship ready to take off and leave the clouds behind. Wished we could have joined.

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Chris pointing to the cloud covered summit of Awaawaloa.

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Climbing my way up through the clouds to the 2,486′ summit. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Mount Olympus

The water is safe to drink up here.

Manoa Valley

Valley vistas improved significantly on the contour trail. Photo by Chris Bautista.

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Back on the cloudy again ridge line. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Manoa Middle Summit

We shared the summit with the HTMC trail clearing crew that had come up from Manoa Valley.

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The grassy meadows hiding the many false summits before we hit the crown jewels of the Ko’olau Mountains.

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Are we there yet? Photo by Chris Bautista.

K2

We crashed a wine and cheese party in progress. Came too late for the cheese. Just have to use our imagination.

Konahuanui Summit

Typical socked in summit day on the highest point of the Ko’olau Mountains.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Making my way down the mud wall. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Nu’uanu Saddle

We slowly started to see the views again.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Leaving the clouds behind on the wind swept ridge line. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Following the webbing down the ridge line.

Chimney

Climbing down the chimney. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Pali Notches

Leaving the chimney behind us as we made our way towards the notches. Never say never. Photo by Arnold Yago.

Pali Notches

We spotted a familiar face on the second notch. Arnold!

Pali Lookout

Trying to blend in with the tourists. Photo by Arnold Yago.

Camp Pali

Mahalo to Arnold Yago, Daryl Cacatian and Nina Arca, Matt Vidaurri, Owen and Tricia Adams and Shirley Hamamura for bringing us refreshing beverages and hot food and keeping us company.

Pali Lookout

Day 3 – We woke up to the pitter patter of rain and gloomy weather that was hanging around the mountains. I know some of our friends thought we would have to call it on account of the weather and bail from our hike. But somebody said “we chance ‘em.” So off we went. Photo by Daryl Cacatian.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Contouring up the slippery rocks, we soon regained the ridge.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Rainbows are ones reward for hiking in the rain. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Nu’uanu Saddle

No swinging around the rain slicked rocks today, just careful climbing.

Donkey Kong

Making our way to the triple diked formation.

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Clear on the Leeward side, cloudy on the Windward side.

Anvil

Chris dropping down from the anvil rock.

Nu’uanu Saddle

Lost and found on the mountain – one spike and one spike only.

Lanihuli Summit

Temporary views were granted to us at the 2,700′ elevation.

Kalihi Saddle

Descending down from the swirling heavens. Photo by Chris Bautista.

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Chris standing on a knob overlooking the cloud filtered views of the Windward side.

Dirt Dragon

Riding the dirt dragon or what’s left of it.

Lanihuli Wall

Preparing to walk down the wall of uki grass.

Lanihuli Wall

Contouring around the can opener.

Lanihuli Wall

Making my way down the last tier of the wall. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Can Opener

Keeping a watchful eye on the sofa sized chunk of rock that looks ready to fall off the mountain.

Pimple

Carefully making my way around the crumbly rock, so I don’t do any popping. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Doorstop

Knock, knock. Who’s there? Hike. Hike who?

Bunny Ears

Rabbit. Rabbit. Rabbit. Oh never mind, it’s not the first day of the month.

Bunny Ears

Bunny earing myself coming down. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Kalihi Saddle

Approaching the power lines.

Witch’s Hat

No refreshing rest at the power lines as we continued up the backside of the hat.

Witch’s Hat

Making my way down from the hat. No trick or treat for me. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Kalihi Saddle

Uphill climb ahead of us. Photo by Chris Bautista.

#1 Rock Triangle

Climbing up the Windward side is the best side.

#2 Rock Triangle

Have rope, will climb.

Broken Wave

Getting my head out of the clouds. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Dirty Slide

Climbing back into the clouds. Can’t win. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Kalihi Saddle

Scrambling our way to the Bowman summit and our home for the night.

Camp Bowman

Day 4 – Waking up to long john feet. Always appetizing. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Camp Bowman

Getting ready for another cloudy and windy day in the mountains.

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The winds were pushing us around on the ridge line. Luckily it blew in from the Windward side. We would have been in trouble if it was blowing from the other side.

Tripler Summit

Rocket men and rocket ships in the clouds.

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Walking down the cloudy castle steps. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Relay station

Climbing past the no climbing relay station.

Stairway to Heaven

What happened to everybody? We had the place all to ourselves. I wonder why.

CCL Building

Trying to get warm in heaven. Photo by Chris Bautista

Moanalua Saddle

Leaving heaven as we went down the back stairs.

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Chris using his kung fu grip going down the crumbly section.

Moanalua Saddle

Making my way around the increasingly eroded ridge of the saddle. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Dirt Triangle

Going down the Leeward side of the triangle offered us a temporary reprieve from the gusting winds.

Kulana’ahane Summit

Mahalo to Matt for meeting us with cold bentos and drinks in the middle of the saddle.

Moanalua Saddle

We soon said our goodbyes to Matt and resumed our hiking. Photo by Matt Vidaurri.

Moanalua Saddle

The winds and clouds were not giving us a break today.

Moanalua Saddle

Making my way down the constantly eroding ridge line. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Geo marker

Checking in with social media.

Tetanus Stairs

Descending down into hell.

Stairway to Hell

It was quite cold in this spot of the mountains. Time to quickly move on.

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If there were a speed limit on the ridge, laws would have been broken today. The law of balance. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Fenced meadows

Passing the fenced endemic plant section on our way to the summit of Aiea and home sweet home for the night. No dinner for me.

Aiea Summit

Day 5 – We woke up to more bad weather and my body in severe caloric deficit. Not to mention that my tent had somehow flipped upside down with me still in it. My stomach just quit on me again and my body soon followed.

Aiea Ridge Trail

After mulling it over for the better half of the day and with the weather and my stomach not getting any better, we left the summit to head back down to civilization. Sorry Chris. Photo by Chris Bautista.

Aiea Ridge Trail

At least the weather improved on our way back down, couldn’t say the same for my stomach. Photo by Chris Bautista

Aiea Ridge Trail

I was beaten like a rented mule. Dizzy and light headed, I had to frequently stop to right myself coming down the ridge. Photo by Chris Bautista

All pau

Thanks to Lopaka for meeting us at the end and bringing food and taking us back to our cars. Mahalo to Chris for keeping me company in the mountains and everybody else that supported us on the hike.

GPS Tracks

Our gastrointestinal interruptus hike covered 24.61 miles through the sometimes clear, cloudy, rainy and windy Ko’olau Mountains. While we did not get to “penish” to the end, glad for the company from beginning to the end. Big thanks to my wife for letting me try this again, I don’t think I’ll be back. Post hike meal in the parking lot, KFC is what’s for dinner.

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.