Saturday: Sacred Pools & Pipiwai Trail

Our last day in Hana dawned just as beautiful as every day before it, and we were able to watch the sunrise over Hana Bay. We started the day with a hike to the Red Sand Beach, which is striking, next to the blue water, black rock, and green plants. It’s also an unofficial nudie beach. Apparently, it was once a legal nudie beach, but no longer (we did see people there reliving the old days.)
After the Red Sand Beach, we went for breakfast a Tutu’s Snack House on the Hana Bay, and then stopped at Hasegawa’s General Store for snacks to take on our adventure that day.

We started at the Seven Sacred Pools, or the Several Not-So-Sacred Pools, as we like to call them. A short hike in, and a scramble over the rocks, and I jumped in. To FREEZING water. Freezing. I lasted about 2 minutes, and my swim in the not-so-sacred pools was done. We sat for awhile, enjoying the sunshine, and watched a couple do a little cliff diving. Really, we watched the guy do some cliff diving, and cheered his girlfriend on, as she teetered on the edge. In the end, she proved herself more woman than I, and made the jump, living to tell the tale. (Thank goodness. That would’ve just ruined the day) After the several not-so-sacred pools, we hiked the Pipiwai Trail, a 4 mile roundtrip loop trail to a waterfall. The first half of the hike out to the waterfall, while beautiful, was not exceptional. We did see a gorgeous old Banyan Tree, and stopped there to eat a snack and take a break from the heat and humidity. After crossing a bridge strung over a pretty canyon, we crossed into one of the most incredible hikes I’ve ever done. Our guidebook spoke of this hike, traversing through a bamboo forest, but I had no idea what to expect.
The trees and shrubbery which had surrounded us disappeared, replaced with high stalks of bamboo and little else. The bamboo stretched 70 feet above us, gently swaying in the wind, clanging a haunting melody that moved past us in quiet waves. We made our way down the wood-planked trail, and at times, the bamboo grew so tall that it closed in above us, dropping the temperature 15 degrees, and taking us from afternoon sunlight to a dim, deep forest dusk. I could have spent hours in this enchanted space, listening to the bamboo softly speaking on the breeze.
At the end of the bamboo forest, we came to the falls. Towering 200 feet above us, we ate lunch close to the base of the falls, enjoying the fine misting spray of the water.
The Pipiwai trail was the most unique hike that I’ve ever done, and I would recommend it to anyone.

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