In 1997, Kathy and I visited Kauai and the Big Island, in conjunction with a fishing trip to Christmas Island, located 1000 miles to the south of the Hawaiian Islands. We were joined by Kathy’s folks, Rainie and Raymond, for part of the visit to Hawaii.
On Kauai, Kathy and I did the 22-mile roundtrip hike to the Kalalau Valley and back, along the rugged Na Pali Coast:
The trail to Hanakapi’ai Beach is a very popular day hike.
The Kalalau Valley was known to be inhabited by a group of hippies, who called themselves “outlaws”, because living in the Valley was not permitted. It’s been estimated that they were about 20 in number, and we met a few coming and going along the trail.
The cliffs above Kalalau Beach are amongst the most photographed in the world – extraordinarily steep, and sculpted into knife edge ridges, like nowhere else.
We returned to Hanakapi’ai Beach for our last camp. The next morning, as we were strolling back towards the trailhead, a couple, with an infant in a backpack, were going in the opposite direction. I stepped off to the side of the trail to make room for them, but stepped to the outside, not the inside, of the trail. Next thing I knew I was falling head-first down the extremely steep slope … but quickly got stopped by the vegetation. I needed help getting back up to the trail. Whew!
We then met-up with Kathy’s folks to see more of Kauai. We drove up the Kokee Road, to view Waimea Canyon and the Kalalau Valley from above.
Then we flew together to the Big Island, to spend some time at Hawaii Volcanoes National Park:
In the 8 yrs. since our prior visit, flows along the western margin of the lava field had over-run the campground we had used in 1987, and some miles of road. But on this occasion (as opposed to 1987), the NPS were allowing people to walk anywhere they wished on the lava field, including all the way to Pu’u O’o, currently the most active vent. But such a hike would have been long, tough, and hot. So, instead of that, Rainie and Raymond treated us to a helicopter flight over Pu’u O’o:
Kathy and I then flew to Honolulu, for our flight to Christmas Island, and it’s world-famous bonefishing. Here’s the link to that post: