Friday, July 15, 2011

Halape Hike

Beth and I journeyed to Halape Beach in Volcanoes National Park these last three days.  It was a great hike.  It really felt good to get away from work and Kona for a while-- Nothing like a wilderness trip to warsh away petty worries! 






 Here is a map I borrowed from another blogger...


Probably the biggest surprise of the trip was how incredibly hot and windy it was down at Halape.  Only after we returned did we hear from a local friend that most people head down in December... 


This was our "early start" the first day.  By the time we got packed up, got our permit, and made it to the trailhead, we got off at what we thought was a respectable 8:30.  Notice the ominous bright sunshine lurking on our faces in this photo...









 

The hike starts at 3800' on pahoehoe from the 70's.
We had about 9 miles to descend to the coast.
Tried to piece a panorama together... from the lava flow we started on to the coast!
 We descended into dry grassland... overhead sun... and heat.  Though I'm sporting a big smile at this point!
The big cliffs to the right of me are the "Pali Kapukapu" or the twice forbidden cliffs or don't go here!  Hmm. daunting.  Halape is to the left of me, just inland of the island with the waves breaking on it.
Halape!
Shade at the beach!



Halape!  One of the more interesting things we learned about Halape is that here in this land of active volcanoes and earthquakes, the beach looked much different 40 years ago, and was about 3m higher than it is today.  Check out this article.  I'm guessing similar mechanisms were responsible for all the pali/cliffs we hiked down and around to get there.










 Coffee or coconut water for the first taste of breakfast?

 We got a much earlier start on the way out.  The camera tilt gives you an idea of the limited levels of caffeination achievable at this hour.
Them are the Pali Kapukapu in the background.










The sun stayed lower on the way out, and we made it safely above the cliffs before it got too hot. 

Success! Add to that refreshing post-wilderness trip feeling the happiness of making it out of an active fault zone in one piece.  I'm being facetious when I say that it was a real adrenaline rush!  Check out my picassa page for more photos. 

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Pu'u Wa'awa'a et al.

Here is a post I've had laying around for months!

but first, a colletion of the latest creepy crawlies. I've got a lot of pictures of bugs.  I think because they stand still for so long, and they easily get an emotional response.
Anyway, here is a small brown scorpion that Beth thinks she maimed, but didn't kill,


and here it, or maybe its friend, is about a week later, hung up in the web of this slight spider.  I would like to know what happened here. 
 The parrots have returned to the lot next door!  I haven't seen them for months!  Though loud, they are fun to look at.  They are sensitive to the presence of people, and will leave as soon as they notice you.  Their return corresponds with the neighbors moving out of the front house... there is a joke in here somewhere, though it seems kind of harsh... something about only enough space for one flock of squawking half wits.

I feel compelled to write edgier things in my blog, after reading the bike snob yesterday-- pretty funny and cynical view of cycling.  Highly recommended.  I'm still learning about the corners of the internet that many of you probably discovered years ago.

This morning, I drove to Waimea to help with a "bike rodeo:" a fun event to get kids on their bikes and teach them some riding skills.  This is with PATH, and this event was for preschoolers.  Super fun.  I didn't get a chance to take any pictures, but imagine 20 little kids zooming around on an array of bikes, some with training wheels, some without, some tricycles, a scooter.  We taught them about helmets, then had them do things like ride in a figure eight, or weave between cones.  Fun.  Some of them were pretty good on their bikes.  Some of them could already skid their tires with their coaster brakes, which seems to be a fun skill for any age kid.  A bit of a problem with the middle schoolers-- they really want to skid their bikes, and we want them to have fun,  but we'd rather not have to buy new tires...

It was also a gorgeous morning in Kohala. I could clearly see Haleakala on Maui in front of me the whole drive, Kohala was pretty, green, and lush, Mauna Kea was brown and pock marked, Hualalai had a lazy bit of haze hanging around the summit, and Mauna Loa's gentle slope was looming behind me in the south. Pu'u Wa'awa'a was a bright green mole on the back of Hualalai.  This reminded me that I have pictures from a trip up Pu'u Wa'awa'a a few months ago.  Here's the story:
This was in early March, and our friend Kara was visiting from Volcano. The hike took us three or four hours, and was up gravel roads for most of the way.  Pu'u Wa'awa'a means "many-furrowed hill," and although I don't have a good picture to prove it, I can attest, this hill is furrowed.  It is pretty to view from the highway, especially Mamalahoa, the "upper road."  I'll get a photo for you sometime.  It sits on the flanks of Hualalai, and is about 100,000 years old, erupted at the end of the main phase of volcanism on Hualalai.  It is a cinder and pumice cone resulting from a trachyite eruption; all this means that the lava that flowed here was thicker and more explosive than most Hawaiian lava.  The viscosity made the cinder cone and related flows unusually steep and produced some interesting rocks not often seen in Hawaii. (since moving here, I am always on the lookout for rocks that are not basalt or coral.  Just wait 'till I tell you about the sedimentary rocks I found last week!! Oh boy, there's one to wait for! very funny.  you'll be impressed).
In sum, we had to climb it.

Beth with obsidian: volcanic glass (my precious!)
readin maps at the quarry


a large native mamane tree, near the top.  most get munched by livestock or feral ungulates.
fun to explore a pumice quarry in the pyroclastic beds.

The blustery solitude of the North Summit: oft dreamed of, only visited by the swarthiest of mountaineers.

I posted more pictures from this trip on my picassa page, including some of the mountains I was talking about.