Chris found a new hike he wanted to take us on. It was in the North Shore area again, up in the mountain. It was most definitely a local’s only trail. You park on the side of the end of the road, and then go through an Army gate. I called Steph to see if we were in the right place (I had her look up our place online, since we’re not tech savvy enough to have internet on our phones), and she just started laughing as she’s reading the description. The first thing the instructions said was “get permission from the Army to enter”. Hmmm…details, smetails. Steph’s trail running group runs through that area all of the time, so we felt semi comfortable heading through the Army gates.
Once we got back there, we were fine…there were people jogging with their dogs. My guess is that they didn’t get permission from the Army either J. The instructions for where to go to find the exact trail were … almost absurd. You were supposed to find this group of pine trees, and then make some turn…yatta yatta yatta. Eventually our trail ended and we wound up on a paved road. We trucked up to the top, and saw some beautiful views of the North Shore coast. About 5 minutes into this hike, I looked over a ledge to see what was down there, and as I was coming back down to the normal trail, I tripped and fell and scraped up my hands and one of my knees. Hands bleed a lot, so Chris was concerned, but I was fine. Figures it happens 5 minutes into the first day of hiking though!
Once we got back there, we were fine…there were people jogging with their dogs. My guess is that they didn’t get permission from the Army either J. The instructions for where to go to find the exact trail were … almost absurd. You were supposed to find this group of pine trees, and then make some turn…yatta yatta yatta. Eventually our trail ended and we wound up on a paved road. We trucked up to the top, and saw some beautiful views of the North Shore coast. About 5 minutes into this hike, I looked over a ledge to see what was down there, and as I was coming back down to the normal trail, I tripped and fell and scraped up my hands and one of my knees. Hands bleed a lot, so Chris was concerned, but I was fine. Figures it happens 5 minutes into the first day of hiking though!
We hiked back in this trail for a few hours, ate our snacks that we had packed, and then headed back to the car. From there, we headed down to Waimea Bay, ate lunch, and hung out at the beach for about an hour and a half. Chris had jumped off a big rock here back in ’07, but with the winter tides, and a baby on the way J, Chris decided to forego jumping off the rock this time around.
We went back to Steph’s, made dinner, and then took her up to the airport, dropped her off, and returned our rental car. I think we might’ve stayed up till 10 something tonight. That’s the latest we’ve been up so far!
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