Keaau

32 reviews

The jungle trail I give 2 stars. The opening to the coast however I’d give 5 (opens about 3/4 the way there).

When google takes you to a dead end turn left.

There was a sketchy man in the parking lot watching us from behind a bush so we waited by the car for a while to scope him out. When confronted he claimed he was peeing (didn’t seem right). We waited around the car for a bit longer and hid everything.

The sky poured off and on for us. We waited until it let up to start the hike. I highly recommend close toed shoes and to be prepared for bugs. Keep in mind the rain may wash whatever spray you have on. I slipped even in my boots and my friend got bit though he rarely does.

The hike is rough on feet and necks. I mention necks because the entire time in the jungle is watching where you step. It would be dangerous to look up with all the roots and mud while walking. It seemed everything looked the same though.

The worst part wasn’t the mud or the rain but the smell of rotting leaves. The deep mud was easy to avoid as there are smaller trails along the main one. Our shoes did change color but the rest of our clothes didn’t get muddy.

It continued to pour off and on so we were soaked and laughing before even reaching the end. We found it difficult to keep our phones dry(even our pockets were soaked). Phones survived though!

The coast is absolutely stunning. Maybe because you’re looking at mud for so long and smelling rot for so long, then the option for open and fresh air can’t be beat. It was hard to judge what was wet because of the ocean and wet because of the rain, and those waves can get you! Again, I was soaked.

We took the coast to the bay (much better than the jungle). It poured more and we remained soaked (and laughing).

There were only three other people there, one snorkeling two standing in the water. The bay touches private property where nene’s reside. Fresh water mixes with salt water, so if you have any open cuts don’t go in or at least stay where the water’s mostly salty. I didn’t risk it (I cut my toe and didn’t want to get sick with that freshwater thing people warn about. Plus swimming after rain is like asking to be sick sometimes).

Sitting there was very peaceful. We saw one turtle out on the rocks and let it be. The trees were wonderful shades of green and even in the overcast the water was blue.

We headed back and again it poured hard. We stood under a tree for a while. Obviously at this point we were already soaked, but we had no other way to protect our phones. This is where they stopped working. Pockets, shirts, hands, socks- everything was wet. I put my phone half into my pocket- a balance of enough to stay secure while the water from my pants didn’t get into the holes.

We hauled ass on our way back because we were late.