Date: Tue, 10 Nov 1998 07:28:17 -1000 From: Patrick Rorie (firstname.lastname@example.org> Subject: Halawa Ridge HTM
Had the pleasure and honor of assisting John "Legend" Hall in a dual coordinator role on yesterday's HT&MC Halawa Ridge hike.
John met most of the hikers at Iolani Palace while I drove to the entrance of a park in Halawa Valley to sign up anyone deciding to meet there. Upon John's arrival, the group of about thirty gathered in the middle of the cul-de-sac and listened patiently to his spiel.
At 8:41 a.m. I led the group thru the park and thru a forest where we forded Halawa Stream twice. After crossing the H-3 access road, the group ascended steeply to a dirt road. I found myself huffing and puffing having logged a 14 mile triple header the day before in the gulches below Palama Uka. It was steamy due to a lack of wind and I succumbed the lead to speed hikers Steve Haus and John Darrah.
A few more hikers passed by before I commenced the gradual ascent of the road to the actual Halawa Ridge Trailhead. From there Gary Christal and I entered a forest of eucalyptus trees. The two of us hiked together and talked story enjoying the relatively level contour footpath constructed by the CCC in the early 1930s. The miles flew by as we looked down on the venerable cornacopia of flora in South Halawa Valley. The large grove of Norfolk Island pines covering a prominent peak along Red Hill Ridge was easily recognized.
Gary and I caught up to John, Steve and a female as a downpour drenched us. It let up beyond the crossover (where the trail switches from the right side of the ridge to the left side) but the noise of H-3 took away from the hiking experience. Eventually, the sun came out and Gary and I paused several times to look back at the progress we'd made. Other hikers became visible along the spectacular contour sections above the crossover and I yelled down to them.
At 11:31 a.m. Gary and I joined John, Steve and the woman at the normal terminus of the trail at a saddle (elev. 2,200 ft) which looks down into Haiku Valley. All of us marveled at an incredible, vertical waterfall hundreds of feet in length flowing below Pu'u Keahi a kahoe into Moanalua Valley.
A few minutes later, Gary and I proceeded to climb the peak to the north of the saddle and were eventually joined by Curt ? (a visitor from the mainland), another young haole dude and Naomi Nasu. Clouds moved in and out but for the most part our party of five gained pleasure from vistas of Haiku Valley and, to leeward, North Halawa Valley, Pearl Harbor, and Aiea Ridge. The Wahiawa plain and the Waianae Range were also visible in the distance. Naomi provied snacks for all of us as we basked in the warm sunshine.
At 12 noon I contacted John Hall via a set of walkie-talkies (mere "toys" compared to cell phones but adequate communicators nevertheless). He asked me how much further then told me that he would be joining the group at the summit. Half an hour later the five of us descended the peak to find John near the edge of the summit ridge eating lunch with a few people. Naomi and Curt began the return leg but I lingered at the saddle to speak with some of the other participants.
By 1 p.m. I, too, had started heading down the ridge bound for the park. A short distance from the summit I noticed the skeleton of an animal (dog?) just to the side of the footpath. Also on the way down, the trail became very muddy and I caught up with Joyce Tomlinson. The two of us tramped together for a time exchanging information/opinions on a variety of topics. Near the eucalyptus area Alex Broadfoot and I greeted each other. I accompanied an older couple down the dirt road and side ridge to the stream where we washed the mud from our legs and boots. The three of us emerged from the woods and relaxed in the park on a well manicured lawn.
Got back to the pat-mobile at 4:30 p.m. and drove off half an hour later following the reorg of its contents.