Last Friday I went on a quick overnight solo trip up the Waimano Trail. I took my stuff to work in the trunk and hit the trail right when I got off.
The trail is almost entirely through the forest. It was thick and narrow at times and at other times it was wide and easy going. The trail follows an old hand dug canal that was built to direct rainwater down out of the mountains to the flats to water sugarcane fields.
Trail was dry and the skies were clear on the way in.
Lots of cool plants. I saw a big mongoose too. I came around a bend in the trail and he bolted off into the bushes.
I camped in this beautiful grassy saddle. It's fairly narrow and drops off a pretty steep edge into the valley.
This picnic shelter was built by a local boyscout chapter. The materials must have been brought in by helicopter because the trail was way to difficult to have carried them in even on horses. The poles were too heavy to carry anyway.
There was a backdrop to my campspot of huge trees! They were really cool but when the wind would get up they would make some creepy noises as they rubbed together and moved in the wind. Once in a while one would sound like a dog bark. Another would sound like a woman moaning or faintly screaming. Talk about spooky! Not really the way I like to be woken up out in the woods by myself at midnight. ha ha. Even if I'd been scared enough to go home I wouldn't have because the trail goes back through those trees. ha ha
I had a good time. Spent some great time with God, reading the bible and praying. It was refreshing.
I did miss my hiking buddy...my wife Regina. She is on the mainland this week visiting family.
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