Lincoln and his cub scout pack went hiking this past weekend. It was nice for the boys and we all made it to the waterfalls. My youngest fell asleep going up the trail and surprisingly my middle one didn't asked to be carried (well, we were almost to the bottom going back when she realized she was tired). I on the other hand was praying that the waterfall was at the end of each bend. Oh yeah, I was the only one that fell. Yes, with my daughter in my arms, on flat ground, no holes, just regular gravel. I twisted my ankle, then tried to brace myself with my one free hand, and twisted that, so I let go of my daughter like about 10 inches from the ground. That was one of the worst things I ever did. Just watching her fall from my hands onto gravel. Oh, she is fine, me, I'm just haunted by what I did.
There were beautiful flowers and fruits (mountain apples, guava, bananas and papayas from what I've seen). My kids ate guava and mountain apples for the first time. It was a very nice hike and the waterfall was just gorgeous.
This is a mountain apple tree and the fruits are being rinsed out to be eaten.
Guava.
We show respect to the hawaiian lands, gods, spirits and waterfall by wrapping gifts with ti leaves.
wild orchids on the trails.
White ginger flowers has such a sweet fragrance.
The girls picked souvenirs of rocks, flowers and fruits. By the end of the trail, she was dragging the bag and was surprised to see what happened to her goodies. I had about 12 plus souvenirs of mosquito bites. Thanks.
