I had a chance to make three days into camping/mtn biking trip all the while staying here on Oh-Wah-hoo. The campsite would be Peacock Flats which has very little flats but plenty of peacocks. First day did a couple hour ride off the main trail down one of those lower running 4x4 runs.
Here’s going down one its plenty fun and then you also get a nice view of the North Shore.
Coming back up I come across a not so successful 4x4 run. Funny how the picture does not show how steep the road is but from the looks of the broken glass, I guess the thing huli-ed above me by about 10M and ended up here. Not cool that they left it here, from the fumes I would say its not that old and who ever left this here should have to pick it up, not us the tax payers of society.
Here’s me enjoying the day
Day too I head over to the Kuaokala Trail and this one is a gem. Follow the trail on this one, straight ahead over the bump and down to the left, then sweeping over to the right, below the far bump, and then up and into the woods to the right
The trail flows like velveeta and later on towards the end the trail runs along a ledge about 3-4 ft wide, here it is looking back.
That was the plan for the day and on day 3 I was going to do the Mokeuleia Trail downhill from the campground. On this day I was feeling great and heard the call from the other side of the range to head down the Kealia Trail so off I went. After lunch at the picnic table I started down the trail here being warned about the ever present rock fall hazards
This is where my plans changed a little. See I was riding in flow rarely achieved, over the rocks, a few switchbacks, and step downs, then like a pole vaulter I firmly planted the front wheel into a puka and over the bars I went. This was not to be an over the bars and hit the trail wipeout oh No, I went over the bars, and off the trail landing on the steep drop off next to the trail, after sliding several feet I was able grab a small tree and came to a stop. I did a quick check, seemed like all the joints were functional so I gave a prayer of Thanks and cruised a bit more cautiously. Sad thing is I still had to bike up the 4 miles to the campground which I did….slowly.
I also slacklined, and read a good book by Murray Rothbard on America’s Great Depression. One knee was sore after the crash so when I woke up today I knew there would be no riding, so I finished up the book and headed out.
A truly enjoyable place to camp, no water. I enjoyed the experience and its back to work next week for summer school.
Here’s peacock at the campground…
Here’s going down one its plenty fun and then you also get a nice view of the North Shore.
Coming back up I come across a not so successful 4x4 run. Funny how the picture does not show how steep the road is but from the looks of the broken glass, I guess the thing huli-ed above me by about 10M and ended up here. Not cool that they left it here, from the fumes I would say its not that old and who ever left this here should have to pick it up, not us the tax payers of society.
Here’s me enjoying the day
Day too I head over to the Kuaokala Trail and this one is a gem. Follow the trail on this one, straight ahead over the bump and down to the left, then sweeping over to the right, below the far bump, and then up and into the woods to the right
The trail flows like velveeta and later on towards the end the trail runs along a ledge about 3-4 ft wide, here it is looking back.
That was the plan for the day and on day 3 I was going to do the Mokeuleia Trail downhill from the campground. On this day I was feeling great and heard the call from the other side of the range to head down the Kealia Trail so off I went. After lunch at the picnic table I started down the trail here being warned about the ever present rock fall hazards
This is where my plans changed a little. See I was riding in flow rarely achieved, over the rocks, a few switchbacks, and step downs, then like a pole vaulter I firmly planted the front wheel into a puka and over the bars I went. This was not to be an over the bars and hit the trail wipeout oh No, I went over the bars, and off the trail landing on the steep drop off next to the trail, after sliding several feet I was able grab a small tree and came to a stop. I did a quick check, seemed like all the joints were functional so I gave a prayer of Thanks and cruised a bit more cautiously. Sad thing is I still had to bike up the 4 miles to the campground which I did….slowly.
I also slacklined, and read a good book by Murray Rothbard on America’s Great Depression. One knee was sore after the crash so when I woke up today I knew there would be no riding, so I finished up the book and headed out.
A truly enjoyable place to camp, no water. I enjoyed the experience and its back to work next week for summer school.
Here’s peacock at the campground…
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