Paul and his brother Jim invited us to hike Iao Valley with them yesterday. It was beautiful!
The trail itself was really cool. There were times it looked like this:
But most of the time it looked like this:
The weather was perfect – it was cool and breezy. The scenery was amazing. It was important to stop when looking at it though, so we wouldn’t trip on roots or slip in mud.
I liked the beautiful scenery, but it was the close-up stuff that caught my attention the most. We walked through thousands of guava trees. They were blooming. It was a delicious scent.
But what I liked even better than the flowers was how smooth their trunks were. As we passed by them, I couldn’t resist putting my hands on them. They were cool and smooth and strong.
There were many wild coffee plants growing in the valley. Almost all of them had beans on them, but finding ripe, red beans was difficult. We were able to find some though:
We decided to try tasting the flesh of the coffee. The bean inside was wet and soft and slippery. The skin around it was thin, but had a fresh flavor, much like a sweet pepper. It did not in any way taste like coffee.
The end of the trail is called Table Top. We had lunch and rested a little. My pictures of Table Top aren’t very good, so you’ll have to take my word for it that it was cool.
After we hiked back down to the bottom, we swam in the stream. It was cold, but very fun. I decided I would have a hard time inching my way into the water, so I jumped in:
It was a fun hike, but we were exhausted when we got back home. Lloyd and Curt walked to the beach to rest there. I fell asleep on my living room floor. We spent the evening just hanging out and watching TV.